#loki shifting

[shiftingwithmars]

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[lokischambermaid]

I think I’ve mastered mini-shifting using only my mind. Last night I lay in bed and just assumed “I am in Asgard” and in my mind’s eye I was on the palace steps, sat next to Loki and I saw every detail of his costume (Thor 1), and he was smiling at me and said my name. Everything was hyper real and it wasn’t a lucid dream or a daydream because I couldn’t control what he said or did 🤯

[lokischambermaid]

*Loki Shifting Stories: Shift to the MCU*

Have you tried shifting?? I tried it recently... it’s trippy as hell.

From what I can understand, it’s playing with the quantum realm and lucid dreaming. Anyways. Here are my first two shifts. One contains desperate Loki, joy of joys!!!

I’ve included my two favourite shifting videos at the end too.

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First Shift: Waking up on Asgard

I opened my eyes and saw a deep, dark chocolate brown flooring with intricate gold patterns and swirls. I’ve never seen anything like it, it was absolutely stunning and otherworldly. I was in a bed. Very much like the bed Jane wakes up in on Asgard during TDW. It had white sheets and two thick white pillows. The linens felt really soft and luxurious. I had two blankets on the bed. One was red, one was blue. There was someone stood at my door. It was Loki. I wasn’t sure how long he had been there. He was TALL AF and I felt intimidated. He was dressed in his Avengers 2012 costume. His expression was totally flat and unreadable. I started to cough. A dry, breathy cough. I looked at him and asked, “Am I sick?” His expression remained the same. But his tone became quieter and softer. Almost empathetic. He said, “We don’t know.” I got the sense they were taking care of me. As though I had landed on Asgard accidentally, through a hidden portal perhaps, and Loki had found me. I got the feeling Loki and I didn’t know each other. And he wasn’t particularly emotionally invested in me. But he had a fair bit of genuine concern for my physical welfare. I reckon I just had a cold, but Asgardians didn’t know what it was and they were keeping an eye on me, as though the slightest illness could kill me. I closed my eyes to sleep. I felt myself drifting off to sleep. I felt a dip on the end of the bed. I instinctively knew it was Loki sitting down on the end of the bed. Quite cute of him actually! I could almost feel / sense him looking at me. He never touched me. I felt as though he looked at me, watched me, for a long time as I slept. When he looked at me (earlier, from the doorway), he almost had a curiosity and a fascination towards me.

This shift lasted only about 10-15 seconds, plus the part when he sat on the bed. Loki’s personality was a mixture between Thor 1 and Avengers. I was struck by how intimidating he was. I knew he wouldn’t hurt me. But it was obvious he could. Generally, he didn’t seem all that happy within himself. But he was definitely trying to help me in some way. Even though I knew he wouldn’t hurt me, he freaked me the fuck out.

Second shift: Desperate Loki

I was in some sort of guest bedroom. It was beautiful, with gold everywhere. I can’t even describe it, it was so opulent and stunning. Nothing like it on earth, I’m sure. I was stood at the foot of two small twin beds. It felt like a children’s room. Loki was stood in front of me, bent over, hands between his legs gripping himself hard. He was grimacing. It felt like I had just walked in on him or something. I didn’t know if he needed help. I just said… “Erm… do you need the toilet?” Which was a bizarre thing to say because obviously, he did, and desperately. My tone was concerned and genuine. He forced a smile and looked at me almost gratefully. There was a warmth in his expression towards me. He said, “No, I’m alright. Thank you.” And I just continued staring at him, hunched over, gripping himself, as he panted. I said, “Are you sure, because it seems like you need the toilet.” Then the shift ended! I felt as though I was trying to help him in some way, lead him out to the bathrooms. He was obviously bursting at the seams.

In this scenario, he was wearing the ceremonial outfit from Thor 1, minus the cape. No helmet. Hair slicked back. Seemed like Loki from Thor 1. Very polite. He had a warmth to him. He didn’t know me, and it was the first time we had met in that universe. The shift lasted around 15 seconds.

What I used to shift:

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SHIFTING STORIES, Part 3: Loki opens up about his childhood (he rescued injured animals!) and how he found me in Asgard (embarrassing as fuck!)

I shifted again last night. For those who’ve been following my shifting journey (catch up here), Loki’s been… cold… to say the least. I decided this time in my DR we would talk and he would be more open. Here’s what happened. It’s very, very sweet.

(The part about rescuing animals is at the end)

UPDATE: On reflection this feels more like a lucid dream. But I’ll share it anyway.

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When I shifted, I was in bed in the Asgardian guest room, with Loki on the foot of my bed. He spoke first.

“You still fear me.”

“A little bit. You’re… intense.”

“I get that a lot.”

“Does it bother you?”

He looked away, kind of pursed his lips/pouted and gave one shake of his head. “Should it?”

“Spose not.”

The biggest thing that struck me is his voice and mannerisms. His voice is SO smooth, and so still and flat. He really didn’t emote a whole lot, which freaks me out. For reference, he was speaking in the exact same tone as “And what are you now?” From Avengers 2012, in the conversation with Nat (video – dialogue at 1:03 x) 

Bear in mind, in my DR he’s dressed in the same leather garb as he was in the Avengers.

There was a pause. I asked him if he would stay in the room with me and talk to me. He agreed.

I asked him how I came to be here. He said I don’t remember? I said no. Here’s what he told me.

He found me in a clearing in one of the forests. I was shivering, and “Wearing only…. this.” He gestured to my bed clothes – it’s a silk cami and shorts, which is what I usually wear to bed IRL. So It makes sense that when I shifted from my current reality (CR), I entered my desired reality (DR) in the same clothes. Because I shift when I’m in bed.

Anyway. Loki told me he was out riding. It was dusk. He found me in a clearing. I was freezing. “You would not last the night, that much was clear. If the cold did not claim you, the wolves most certainly would.” He said I was disorientated and didn’t know where I was. When I saw him - “You looked as though you had seen a ghost.” He (OMG this is cute AF) removed his cape and wrapped it around me twice. Like a big blanket, I guess. He sedated me using Seidr (not sure how I feel about that, honestly), then put me on his horse. I asked him how – he said he sat me up in front of him, he kept one arm secured around my waist and the other on the reigns of his horse. He patted his chest to show me – that was where my head had rested. Seems a bit dangerous and not that secure, but I guess I made it in one piece.

He got to the palace stables and left his horse with the palace stable staff. Then he carried me into the palace (more on this – I asked him how he carried me and if I was heavy), and went straight to Frigga. Thor apparently made some comment – “Bringing in another stray, Loki?” Loki told Frigga that he found me alone and confused in the forest, and he suspected I was mortal. He thought I must have used a portal or something to get to Asgard.

At this point in the story, I thought the-mortal -and-the-portal was funny because it rhymed. Loki literally didn’t even break a smile. Guess he doesn’t like puns!

I asked how he knew I was mortal. He said “Your scent. And your frailty.” Odd.

Loki said Thor pointed to me (mjolnir in hand) and asked if I was naked. I guess it looked that way, because I was still bundled up in his cape and all that would be showing was the tiny straps of my cami. Loki told them I was wearing, “What I assume is a form of Midgardian negligee.” He thought I was in my underwear. Fabulous.

Anyway, Frigga said I should be put in a guest room at least until the morning. And – how cute is this – Loki said she referred to me as “Our injured little bird.”

He said that brings me up to speed because after that, I slept and then woke up with Loki at the door, saying he wasn’t sure if I was sick or not. (read it here in part one)

[ THE PART ABOUT ANIMALS ]

I started asking him questions – he seemed a bit annoyed by this – but I asked how I got into bed and if I got in myself. He was reluctant to say, but I asked nicely for him to describe it because I genuinely had no memory and it was freaking me out. He told me he was still carrying me at this point, and said, “Mother peeled back the blankets. I placed you in.” I didn’t get him to say who tucked me in – I’d like to think it was Loki, but in reality I bet it was Frigga.

I asked him how he carried me. He frowned at this and didn’t understand why I needed to know. I just said I was curious (which was true). Basically he used gestures with his words, and described how one of his arms was under the backs of my knees, the other was under my arms / shoulders. I was drowsy, but I managed to put my arms around his neck and hold on (so he says). At some points I was pulling at his clothing around his chest and neck (trying to hold onto him and not get dropped, I assume). I apologised because I thought maybe I imbalanced him and almost pulled him over. He shook his head and called it “only a mild irritant.” He said I was, “Like a little bird, pecking.”

I asked if I was heavy – it sounded like he carried me for a long time after he got off the horse. I felt bad about it. Guilty, almost. He said I was “As light as goose feather.”

Then I asked what Thor meant about bringing in strays. I knew Loki wouldn’t answer many more of my questions, I could sense he was running out of patience, but I really wanted to know and it felt like there was some history there.

“I used to bring in wild animals as a child. To practice magic on.”

I was ready to go postal at this point. I LOVE animals, and I feared he was insinuating that he hurt them, experimented on them, hell even tortured them and it FUCKED ME UP. But I got my shit together, and decided not to jump to conclusions. I asked him how he chose the animals, like which ones he picked. He explained they were injured, and he brought them in.

I said, oh so you were healing them then. He looked VERY self-conscious and I could almost see the wheels of his mind turning to figure out what to say next. He insisted, no, he was practicing magic on them. I asked what kind of animals. They were small ones at first.

He said, when he was a boy, he would go for rides and sometimes walks into the forest with Frigga. They would practice magic together there, and there’s all kinds of mystical shit and magical coding in the forest apparently. Vortexes and shit. Anyway, he would find voles and small birds (dove, ravens) and bring them back to the palace. I was smelling bullshit with the “magic” story at this point. “Why didn’t you just practice magic on them there in the forest? Why bring them back to the palace?” He said he needed to keep them overnight to “See how the spells were working.” And then confessed sometimes the animals stayed for a week or… however long was needed. (I’m guessing – until they were fully healed)

He said as he got older, he would go out riding on his own and spend all day in the forest. And he brought home larger animals – squirrels, hare, and once even a fawn (I think he means deer). He said there was a wolf, once – but I wasn’t sure if he was just trying to sound tough.

That’s when I said it again. “Loki this doesn’t make sense. You could have done magic on them in the forest if you were on your own there all day. Why go to the trouble of bringing them back. Especially if they were big and heavy and you were on horseback.” He said he already told me why. And l he doesn’t like repeating himself.

I said, okay so what happened to the animals afterwards, when he had finished the “spells.”

He said “Once I no longer had use of them” he took them back to the same place he found them in the forest, and released them, “Apart from the ravens and doves, of course. We released them from the balconies.” I asked who’s “we.” He said him and his mother.

At this point I KNEW he was bullshitting with the “It was only to practice magic” thing, because he was with Frigga so obviously it was a nurturing thing and she would encourage his compassion and care for the animals. It felt like their secret, too.

I came to the conclusion that Thor must have taken the piss out of Loki, so he learned early to cover up his compassion in front of the men of Asgard. I could see Thor coming back from training covered in blood or something, and teenage Loki was helping a bird grow its wing back and couldn’t say it’s because he was healing them. So he used the “Practicing sorcery” line.

“Your Mum said I was your injured little bird. So usually, when you let the birds go, were they healed?” He said yes. They could fly on their own.

I smiled and said, “I love animals. So whatever you did to help them… even if it was just because you were practicing magic…. Thank you.”

He gave me the softest little smile, you guys!! Kind of the same smile as he did in Ragnarok, after Thor told the snake story! I wanted to squeeze him… but he was still freaking me out, so I didn’t.

Anyway that’s what happened. It was basically a conversation while he was sat on the edge of my bed, but I loved that he talked to me and opened up a bit.

We’ll see what happens next, and see what they’re going to do with their “injured little bird.” EEK not sure how I feel about my nickname.

[shiftingwithmars]

Can’t wait to they rid of this bitch. We gonna throw a chair at that fucking thing. I hate that goddamn clock.