nana🪷

23 || they/she || buddhist shifter

[farinemystique]

shifting hot take... very very hot take:

you can shift wherever you want. all universes are real and exist, whether you shift there or not, they are still there. shifting your consciousness somewhere reflects nothing toward your character, because you don't have one single character.

adding on with specifics: shifting to a reality that has you with a different race isn't bad. it already exists and is true, you are not "creating" anything. you are not swapping your race, because you do not have a fixed race. you are ALL realities. you are everything, all at once.

[99oscaars]

𝓼hifting is 𝓳ust an 𝓪ction .

i've shifted the equivalent of twelve years in all of my drs combined . i have lots of opinions on shifting now that i didn't have twelve multiverse years ago . im gonna share those now . thank you .

i think the more a person shifts, the less 'exciting' it gets . for me, at least . when i shift now, i already know where im going, what im gonna do, and how im gonna do it . all i do is show up and make it happen .

my first few shifts were obviously super exciting and fun, and i really enjoyed it . now, its more like "okay, im gonna go to my actress dr, then im gonna shift to my therapist dr from there, and then..." like, it's just processed as a normal action in my schedule .

i think if more shifters were to think of shifting as more of a 'chore' (for lack of a better word) on a schedule, they'd be more likely to shift . when you take away the hocus pocus, its just a normal thing you do sometimes . something that needs to be done before the end of the day type shit .

thats all shifting really is anyway . an action . a verb . an act . a step forward . an effort . a gesture . whatever the case may be, shifting is just an action .

you don't stress out for months about taking a walk around the neighborhood . you don't cry yourself to sleep at night because you couldn't pick up a fork to eat dinner . you don't spend all your free time hyperfixating about how you're gonna mow the lawn later . so why are you freaking out about shifting ?

its all just an action .

[kebuccino]

it's not your responsibility to convince or educate someone close minded to believe in shifting. you don't owe anyone a debate especially when their goal is just to provoke you.

[kebuccino]

repeat after me!!! “i will not accept a life i do not deserve”

[kebuccino]

short storytime from my dc dr

so basically it was a trial mission for the titans, and we had to "prove you’re not babies anymore" to the justice league. they grouped us in teams of four to see how well we worked together now that we were phasing out of the whole teen titans era and trying to be, you know… actual titans.

i was paired with donna, garfield(beast boy) and garth and we were sent to atlantis to check out a few disturbances near one of the outer gates, so before we dove into the water from the jet that took us there, i made an air bubble for donna then we all headed down together. barry allen (the flash) was in charge of our group's mission so he would pick up up when we were done.

halfway down, we started noticing these faint flickers in the distance kinda like small lights blinking constantly. at first we thought it was just some kind of underwater reflection, but obviously garth, who was an atlantean knew what they were.

so before he could say anything we're already swimming further down and yknow how sound doesn't travel well in water... so even when he did yell for us we couldn't really hear him and we just kept going until the lights suddenly multiplied and we were being charged at by trench dwellers😭😔

long story short, we were fighting them for a hot minute before we finally managed to knock them out and then we swam back up to the surface to call for barry to pick us up

we were bruised, exhausted, half-dazed. honestly, none of us were operating at full brain capacity. then we stumbled onto the jet, collapsed into our seats and buckled up then... the door starts closing. except garfield forgot to buckle his seatbelt💀😭

and the second the jet lifted off, the shift in pressure flung him straight out of the closing door like a green ragdoll and literally none of us noticed because 1. he made no noise 2. we were so out of it

it wasn’t until barry turned around, trying to congratulate us, then he proceeded asked us where beastboy was... took us a while to process what he said but we ended up turning back the jet to grab him out of he water

[kebuccino]

it’s totally okay to feel negative emotions when shifting!! it’s normal to get frustrated or upset when things don’t go the way you want them to! don't beat yourself up for it! the sun will rise another day, and you’ll get another chance to try again!! 🗣️🗣️

[shifting-confessions-blog]

some of these anons and the people on shiftblr are fucking rude and mean ass hell. can we stop like being assholes to each other? for one second? please!? I don't see the need to nitpick every little thing someone does. or says. or scripts. because it's not that fucking serious. I'm actually so tired of people getting mad because others are happy they shifted. even if it was for a second, or even if it was a parallel to their 'cr.'

how about this: stop bittermaxxing and meanmaxxing. start compassionmaxxing and do some empathymaxxing exercises. obviously, you can share what you think. but some things people genuinely say things that are mean. it's saddening. and genuinely disappointing. I've debated just blocking the confession blog, or getting off tumblr completely. I really like the advice and dr sharing part of shiftblr. but the community part? it honestly sucks ass. like it's straight dog water.

I prefer the lifa app talking chat to shiftblr honestly. people are usually much nicer there and there's less people. and people are usually more compassionate towards one another. it's probably much better for me to delete tumblr if I'm honest 😭, like love most of you here. just i'm getting to my wits end with the negativity.

✩.

[Just a reminder you can block "#shifting confession discourse" in Settings (scroll down) > Filtered Tags. This method means even reblogs of confessions with "#shifting confession discourse" will still be hidden unlike reblogged posts of blocked accounts. Though I am not offended if anyone decides to block the blog to protect their peace.]

[vampireprinceshifts]

reblogging this because I agree with anon and also for the blocking hashtag knowledge

[po0hbearr]

I HAVE A BONE TO PICK WITH Y'ALL

TW: rant abt the exposing culture in the shifting community and harsh (?) motivation

Shifters that don't believe successful shifters are actually hilarious - you're literally in a community where people are shifting to be mermaids love.

"But the story sounds fake and too main character-like"... babes... ISN'T THAT WHAT A LOT OF PEOPLE ARE SHIFTING FOR?!?!? LIKE SORRY?!?!? God forbid someone wants to be Y/N in their own life.

the "let's call out xyz because we think they're lying", attitude needs to be stopped because it just reinforces the limited mindset some of you still have with shifting and what can be possible for you 📷💥

YEAH BITCH LET THAT SINK IN.

The idea that your whole belief system needs to be upheld by someone else's experience is ridiculous to me. Like I understand wanting comfort and motivation from other people's stories, but then to turn around and accuse them for lying etc. etc. just shows exactly why it's common for people to not want to share their life experiences anymore.

Also do you really want storytimes for motivation, or do you just use them as an excuse to live vicariously through other people because you still think you can't shift? STAND UP LOVE!!!

anyways love yah lots, you can shift BITCH. 💋

[sageofattraction]

“Ugh I wish time traveling was real!”

It might seem crazy what I’m boutta say….

[kebuccino]

comparison is the thief of joy

A big problem I’m sure most shifters notice within the community is the silent or sometimes not-so-silent competition that shows up across all platforms. Whether it’s done on intention, a lot of people find themselves dissecting others and their experiences without even meaning to. The constant attempts at one-upping each other have slowly turned the community into a less-than-ideal space for genuine motivation and support.

Instead of feeling motivated, many shifters end up feeling pressured, discouraged, or even invalidated. Progress in your own journey has become something to “prove” rather than something to experience at your own pace and comfort. And somewhere along the way, the joy and curiosity that shifting is meant to bring to the self gets overshadowed by the constant comparison, and as the saying goes, comparison is the thief of joy.

What many have forgotten is that shifting is meant to be deeply personal. Each person’s shifting journey isn’t meant to mirror anyone else’s and it shouldn’t have to be the case. The moment we start measuring our experiences against another person’s timeline or method, we lose sight of what shifting means to us as individuals.

This is why I strongly believe that creating a healthier mindset around shifting is so important. From being able to celebrating your own small victories, acknowledging the stagnation in your journey without shame, and reminding yourself that everyone goes at a different pace. 

Happy shifting!

Much love, Nana.

[kebuccino]

let’s talk about meditation in shifting

my first shiftblr post so please be nice 🧑🏻‍🦲 also english's not my first language so don't mind if it's not coherent 🙏🏼

It is common misconception that conventional forms of relaxation and meditation are the same. Whilst relaxation offers temporary stress relief, meditation aims to achieve both relaxation of the body and a heightened state of awareness.

At its core, meditation helps quiet the constant chatter of the conscious mind and gently guides it to align with our higher self, allowing us to expand our awareness intentionally. Through meditation, we become more attuned to our subconscious voice and can rise above the limits of our current physical experience of reality.

When we think about meditation in reality shifting, most tend to picture it solely as focusing on your breath whilst staying still but the practice comes in many forms and most may already been doing it without realising. A few examples of common meditation practice done in shifting is the repeating of affirmations, which can be considered as a type of mantra meditation as well as movement meditation such as Yoga, Tai chi and Dance. It is important that you sample and research various methods before deciding which one is best suited for your own journey.

Mindfulness is one of the simplest form of meditation and can reveal a lot about your own subconscious mind, as it often times involves letting go of any desire to control your thoughts. You should attach no importance to these negative thoughts because if you allow yourself to be distracted, they will assume a significance that will be no use to your journey. To find lasting peace of mind, we have to accept that we cannot control our thoughts but only our response to them, and in doing so will help to make peace with our minds.

Initially you might find that many things seem in more urgent need of your time and attention, and you may be tempted to put off your meditation time indefinitely. I recommend that you don’t put it off as there is no better time than the present to start. Happy shifting!

[sukuslutx]

hello!!! can i request ex bf! bonten ran trying to win reader back like sending flowers to where she works, sweet txt messages, showing up to her house with gifts etc. he treated y/n like shit, cheating multiple times only to realize he's inlove with reader and cant live without her after breaking up.. but reader moved on and is happier now 😅 make it real angsty pls i like pain lol 😭

thank u and have a great day lovely! 💗☺️

hii lovely, thank you for your request! I hope I did it justice, I really tried :)

Bonten!ex bf!Ran x fem!reader

GENRE: angst

WARNINGS: none really

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these characters; the story is purely fictional and created from my imagination

You were not stupid and you sure as hell were not blind. You were well aware of the situation. As you had woken up in the middle of the night yet again reaching for the side which should've been occupied by your boyfriend, deep inside you knew it. It was of course empty. Empty just as your heart got day by day with the repetition of the same cycle. You would spend countless sleepless nights just worried about him, worried for his safety, and for what? So he could just shout at you when you tried starting a conversation about it? You're tired, you think. You don't have it in you anymore to argue. You know it's not the same man you once fell deeply in love with, surely not the same one who promised you the world. When you look at him you don't feel that unconditional love you once did, the one that would be tugging a big smile at your lips. There was nothing. The only thing you saw when you looked at him were all the women he chose to spend his time with while you were there crying yourself to sleep. You couldn't bear another confrontation. It would just drain all the energy you had left, so you decided to just leave quietly in the midst of a cold night. You left a small letter on the marble counter of your once shared kitchen, and right next to it the key he gave you the day he asked you to move in, after which you slowly pulled your little suitcase through the front door. Tears coursing down your cheeks as you brushed them off with your hands a lazy smile on your face knowing this is for the best.

Ran was unusually back earlier this time but immediately felt something was off when he walked through the front door. ''Babe?'', he called out for you as he was greeted with a deadly silence from the apartment, only thing that could be heard was the bustling city outside. 'Well this is weird, he thought as he kept searching for you from room to room without any luck. ''Y/N it's not funny, come out already'', he was convincing himself you were playing a prank on him or something, until he saw the apartment key on the marble counter next to what seems like a letter.

Hey Ran,

Pretty cowardly of me to be leaving you this way huh, but by the time you're reading this I'll probably already be gone. I guess I just couldn't find it in me to face you anymore. I'm just tired Ran. I really am. It hurt so fucking much, to the point I couldn't bear it anymore. I just knew if I confronted you again you would just hold me back and not let me leave, apologizing for what feels like the nth time now right? I finally decided that it's time to let go and move on, so just, please, promise me one thing. I beg you not to try looking for me or reaching out. I just wish to finally close this chapter in my life and if its destined, to also find somewhere that happiness you once promised me. Maybe in another life you could keep that promise of giving me the world but until then I wish you well. This is a final goodbye to us and what we once were. I just wanted you to meet me halfway but I guess it was just wishful thinking, though know that I really really loved you Ran.

- Y/N

No. This can't be it. You're just joking right. There is no way you actually left him forever. ''Okay babe the jig is up, you got me, ha ha very funny.'' Silence and nothing more. Ran started panicking now, rummaging through his coat to find his cellphone. Not a trace from you. No call. No message. He searched for your number and quickly pressed ''call''. Straight to voice mail. He quickly called his brother right after. ''Rin did you see Y/N by any chance?'', his voice panicked. ''No. Why would I-'', not even letting his brother finish the sentence Ran ended the call and rushed to the streets outside shouting your name, but to no avail. This was it huh. You were actually gone.

As he came back to the empty apartment and reflected on your relationship he finally admitted to himself that he deserved this. You were way too good for this world, way too good for him, and he, he treated you like you were worth nothing. Unaware how he was breaking one promise after another. All the ones you held dearly to your heart with a big smile on your face. Oh, how he wished he could see that smile just once more, but he knew he fucked up, and that the damage was irreversible. So why didn't he just stop? Couldn't he at least keep that last promise you begged of him in that cursed letter?

Why was he still, half a year later, sending massive flower arrangements to your office? Why was he constantly showing up at your door with random expensive gifts even though he was rejected and send out of the building multiple times? Why was your phone blowing up every single day for the past half year with the sweetest messages you wished you received back when you were together? A cliché thing to say but I guess you never know what you had until its gone for good.

Moving on was hell, you'll admit, but even with all of Ran's attempts you somehow managed through it. You eventually met the sweetest boy ever, Mitsuya Takashi, one who never allowed you to fall asleep at night alone or wake up in the morning without him by your side peppering you with small kisses to your face just to draw out that beautiful smile of yours. It was the little things, but that's what you loved about it the most. You felt you finally got another chance at love.

On a rainy day as Ran found himself once again parking right in front of your apartment building taking in his hands a box with a beautiful and luxurious necklace he picked out just for you, he heard a giggle across the street. Sounds like heaven, he thought. He could recognize that giggle anywhere. As he turned around he was met with you in the arms of another. You were soaked from the rain but it didn't bother you. You looked so pure as you were radiating happiness. Someone else was the source of it but not him. As he dropped the box he was holding a lone tear ran down his cheek while turning away from you and the man holding you. The reality finally kicked in. He could never fix what he has broken, it was hopeless from the get go. He could never be that source of happiness he once promised, because he was only the source of the pain and suffering in your life.

[kebuccino]

when he's still a good person in all timeskips>>>>>

[aliteralcat]

stressed.

[whizboingies-deactivated2021031]

as the world caves in | g.w.

❝In which the cruel hands of death show what happens when you toy with fate.❞ // MASTERLIST. Prompts: As the World Caves In - Mark Maltese, but it’s not a song fic, just an idea that happened while I was listening to the song lol Request: Not requested, just something I thought up. Originally was supposed to be for Fred, but this idea popped into my head. Warnings: Major character death, ANGST, i am so sorry ;-;. Word Count: 1,107

“I love you, Georgie darling,” you muttered against his lips, his hands desperately gripping your hips, holding you flush against him. “Stay safe.”

“I love you, too, (Y/n) darling,” he pressed another kiss to your lips, relishing in the taste of you.

It was jarring, standing in the school that was once a home to you, prepared to hold your ground against one of the darkest wizards you had ever encountered. You were terrified, despite the brave face you pulled on. You didn’t know what you were going to lose, you weren’t sure how ready you were to lose anything at all. Yes, if— when you won this battle, you would gain so much, but at what cost?

All you knew is that you didn’t want to lose George.

Keep reading

[kebuccino]

the way i will cry at any mention of george dying

[hwqll]

they say he’s still on his palm to this day

ヽ(´ー`)ﾉ

[kebuccino]

[1:07am]

You have been having bad dreams for the past couple of days and you find yourself waking up in cold sweat. Everytime you wake up, he's the first thing you reach for. You're afraid. Afraid of losing him. You woke up on this particular night, accidentally waking him up.

'Younghoon... Can I ask you a question?'

'Yeah. Go a-h-head.' Your boyfriend groggy from being awoken stuttered with his words while trying to make sense of the situation.

'Will you ever leave m-me?' you choked on your words, trying to hold back a barrage of tears.

'No! Why do you say that?'

'I don't know. I just been having these dreams where you lea-'

Younghoon shushed you before you had the chance to complete your sentence. 'You know I love you and I won't leave. I promise.'

Hearing his voice made everything much better for you. He asked you if you wanted to head back to sleep, you nodded and let your head sink into the soft pillow. The moment you started worrying again, Younghoon unknowingly puts his arms around your waist. You felt much safer in his arms and as a result you drifted off to sleep peacefully.