#microshift

[morningstar-chronicles]

oh also i microshifted today

[urbanadventureleague]

The Bantam gets a new cockpit. Is it honeymoon time again?

All individual photos in this post: Olympus OM-1n–OM Zuiko 50mm f/1.8–Candido 400 It finally happened. When I last talked about my custom Bantam bicycle, I mentioned how I was getting tired of the drop bars and looking to change things up. Earlier this month I dropped off the bike at North Portland Bikeworks for a cockpit swap. Gone are drop bars! The project could have gone a few different…

[mothercain]

do you have any favorite plug-ins?

i’ve been enjoying playing w soundtoys microshift lately ! it’s not new by any means but it’s new to me so i like it. i’ve also been trying some new EQ styles on my vocals

[lockes-woods]

Kinktober '24 Day 8

Request: Werewolf Shanks x afab reader . Daddy kink, you can use A/O if you want. Temperature play, blindfold, and breeding kink (but please no pregnancy).

Requested By: nocturnalrorobin

WARNING: knotting, werewolves, PIV, cream pie, oral, praise kink, temperature play, cock warming

A/N: not proof read, will edit in the morning

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You didn’t have to look at the lunar calendar to know the full moon was coming. Similar to the changing phases of the moon Shanks too went through stages parallel to that of that rock in our orbit. Except instead of the earth, he orbited you. The past week he’s been nothing but a sweet and loving partner, then three days ago he became more tuned in and became almost clingy. Which led you to today, if Shanks loved you normally the twenty-four hours before his transformation, he became obsessive. He barely left your side and always wanted to be touched in some way. You had to over-communicate your schedule because if he couldn’t find you his mood would boarder on a frenzy. Similar to a puppy he would trail after you like a shadow. If he got his way, he’d even be in the bathroom with you claiming he wanted visuals to make sure you were okay and out of harm’s way. Also similar to a puppy, it was really hard to get mad at him, even if you occasionally got frustrated.

His obsession with you didn’t stop at him worrying for your physical safety, no, as much as Shanks was caring he was also horny. If he could have one wish on the day before the full moon it would be to be in you. You didn’t even have to actively be fucking he was content just cockwarming; for the most part. That’s how you found yourself in your current situation.

You were sat on your couch back to Shanks’ front, reading as he watched TV. Shanks’ cock sitting inside of you; the head of his cock kissing against your cervix and his knot deflated at your entrance. Any microshifts were noted by the strain in his breathing. He had his arm wrapped around you, holding you flush with him. You patiently read your book, knowing it was only a matter of time before he’d start getting antsy. Just like clockwork, he leaned down to briefly read over your shoulder, waiting for you to get to a good stopping point. You slid your bookmark in place before he even had to beg for your attention. While both you and Shanks were switches, you were feeling a little spacy and just wanted your Daddy to take charge.

“Baby,” he prompted before letting out a hiss, from your sudden tightening.

“Daddy,” you answered, your desperation clear as day as you turned to look at him. You could see Shanks’ eyes sharpen; like you had awakened a predator.

“Fuck,” he groaned, “How do you want me baby?”

“Anyway,” you answered, “Just want you in me; wanna be filled up.”

“You want me to breed you?” Shanks asked, bordering on a growl. At times like these, it felt like your arm implant paid for itself especially when Shanks was feeling possessive.

“Fuck, please Daddy,” you begged. Before you were able to even get out the second syllable of ‘Daddy’ he pulled out causing you to let out a drawn-out moan. He gathered you up in his arms and marched off to your shared bedroom. He gently placed you on the edge of your bed, before pulling back.

“I’ll be right back. Do you think you can strip for Daddy and put on your sleep mask?” he asked. Fuck, Shanks never missed an opportunity to tear your clothing off. He wanted to play with his meal today. You nod, savoring the feeling of his lips on yours, no matter how brief it is. You watched with lust-filled eyes as Shanks turned on his heels and left the room. Since you were just having a lazy day at home you weren’t wearing much. You slipped out of your panties and Shanks’ t-shirt, before grabbing your sleep mask off your bedside table. You then crawled to the center of your bed, laid down, and slipped on your mask as you tried to be patient for your love. You didn’t have to wait long as you heard Shank’s hurried steps and the sound of something clinking together.

“Fuck,” Shanks groaned, you could hear the rustling of him fully shucking his pants and pulling his top off before he was suddenly on you. You let out a whine as he pulled you in for a desperate kiss. It felt like he was everywhere as his large form encapsulated yours. You knew objectively he was large before he was turned, and that his characteristics after becoming a werewolf only enhanced those traits. His larger-than-normal canines nipped at your bottom lip, you quickly accepted his advances, letting him have full control of the kiss. You couldn’t help but moan as you felt his hot member pulse against your leg. He held you sturdy stopping any of your attempts to grind up against it. You needily tried to follow his lips as he pulled away, but his weight against you was more than enough to keep you stationary.

You moaned as he kissed down your neck, he nipped here and there as he made his way down to your breast. You gasped in shock as ice cubes, instead of Shanks’ hot mouth, circled around your already hardened nipples.

“Fuck, Daddy,” you whined as his hot mouth surrounded your right nipple while the other was still being stimulated by the ice cube. A shiver rocked through you as he blew cool air on your right nipple, before moving on to suck on your neglected one. You couldn’t help but whimper as his hot tongue trailed down your body, following the path of the rapidly melting ice cube. You reached down and threaded your fingers through his hair as he sucked your clit into his mouth. You humped forward, grinding against his face, until his arm came up to bar your hips down. Thanks to your blindfold you had no idea where he was going next. You gasped again as Shanks’ ice-cold fingers breached your entrance and began to thrust into your tight heat. You whined as you began to feel your orgasm coming up fast as you rocked with his fingering to the extent that Shank’s would allow you. The coil inside of you snapped, you moaned and called out his name as he fingered you through your peak. You whined at the feeling of emptiness once he withdrew his fingers.

“Fuck, such a good girl,” Shanks praised working his way back up your body. He pulled you in for another demanding kiss, as he rubbed his cock up and down your entrance, collecting your slick before he began to ease into your heat. You moaned into the kiss tasting your release on his tongue. Shanks’s cock stretches you out in the best way. He fucked you gently, but firmly until he was finally fully sheathed in your warmth. He let out a guttural moan as he finally bottomed out. He squeezed your hips hard, anchoring you to him, his movements stilling. Before you could question Shanks, he flipped you so that you were on top. He gently eased the mask off of your eyes. You squinted before adjusting to the light. A smile graced your face as you took in your love’s face smiling down at you. You grinded down against him getting eager for any form of friction.

“Go ahead love,” he encouraged, “take what you need.”

There was now no stopping your desperation as you shamelessly started to ride Shanks, hard and fast from his seat reclining against the headboard.

“Daddy, fuck need it.” You moaned, “Need you in me.”

“Fuck,” he groaned in response, grip becoming bruising.

“Want to be yours.” You whined, bouncing up and down with determination.

“Want it,” you whined, “wanna feel warm inside.”

Shanks groaned in response, thrusting up against you. You gasped as you fell down on him hard one last time before falling apart on his cock. Shanks moaned your name as he came hard, painting your insides with his release. His knot pulled at your entrance as he released. He rolled you down, gently laying you on your side of the bed, before he pulled you as close as possible. You sighed in content as you lay in your love’s arms, his cock filling you out so that you felt warm, taken care of, and his.

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MASTERLIST

A/N: Not my best work, I feel like I started out strong, and then it fizzled out as I got more and more tired. My period is kicking my ass; No matter how long I sleep I'm exhausted. I just wanted to post something to keep up the streak. Stay tuned for some Mihawk x Reader smut tomorrow.

[mysticsiddhi]

♰ the fluidity of existence. . .

I touched on this topic with my sister tonight, somewhat unplanned, but I felt I was at a level of understanding to properly explain it. I hope this helps those who feel attached to their current circumstances, to start that process of unravelling. I'll also provide a 'transcript' of our conversation for a more real-time pov of what I'm saying here.

✶ ONE

We often feel attached to our current lives because we've invested so much time, energy, and emotion into it and our relationships within it. This can make it difficult to let go, even when we know there's something beyond this experience, that's gentler or more aligned with our true selves.

We think we're abandoning something, when that's not true at all. It's also why you may continuously return to this experience after shifting. We are attached to goals, relationships, memories here, etc. and we think reality is rigid.

The key is actually in recognizing that reality is fluid and ever-transforming.

When we shift or manifest new realities, we grow. When you become an adult, did you abandon the child? We are like living alchemy, constantly transforming. In a rigid world-view, it's easy to think that the challenges and struggles define our lives/us.

So when we cling to problems/unwanted experiences, we cling to an idea of ourselves that no longer serves us.

Just as you grow physically and mentally, your experiences and realities grow with you. As your circumstances change, your core essence remains the same. It’s not about losing yourself, but about embracing the continuous unfolding of who you are.

Realities are less rigid, more, fluid, moments in time.

Like a continuous line. Each moment is a different point on that line, with each reality being just another moment of experience. Whether it’s this current reality or another one, both exist in the flow of your experience. The other reality could be one where you feel more peace, surrounded by love, and free from restrictions. This isn’t an alternate universe far away—it’s just a new moment of your experience.

✶ TWO

It’s easy to worry that shifting means leaving behind the people we care about. But this is something I call self-ish thinking; rigid, individualistic, egoic reality. It doesn't allow for self-less thinking, which understands that there are two sides to experience. The shared and the individual.

Even in this current moment, each person’s reality is inherently separate including yours and mine. What we perceive as shared realities with our families and others are, in fact, just Awareness choosing to interact with itself through our connected activities/moments.

In truth, we’re all part of one shared awareness.

You and your loved ones are always connected, whether you share a particular experience or not. Just as you don’t feel "separated" from your past selves, you won’t be disconnected from others just because you move into a new reality. You’re simply expressing a different aspect of that awareness, like how a TV can change channels but remains the same device.

I referenced the song "Everything Stays," from Adventure Time, in the original conversation. It's perfect here. When "you" shift, you will be gone, yes. But the "you that is a person" in this reality is still in this broader experience.

Another version of you will continue to experience this version of yourself. They just become parallel to "you"; tldr hypothetical/non-existent as [your] awareness is no longer focused on that version. Maybe that version of you may grow in different ways, complete a series of microshifts (manifestation) of their own, that are shared with the people appearing in their experience.

This is where the idea of a 'clone' came from back in the day, though the correct term is just 'version.' I made sure to put this into a microlens perspective for my sister as well.

ex. I am a 'clone' (version) of "siddhi" who lost her pets a few years ago. "siddhi" from a few years ago is right where she is, and several versions of her have stemmed from that point, it's only that 'I' am aware of this experience. That version of "siddhi" is aware of her own experience.

In the end we are all/one thing (awareness.) Appearing as many different things (past, present, future, different people etc.)

✶ THREE

Fear of letting go stems from the idea that we are as separate as we seem. But if we understand that everything we experience is just a projection of awareness, we see that there is nothing real to abandon.

You are everywhere and nowhere at the same time. When you shift, you’re not disappearing—you’re simply redirecting your awareness to a different version of the experience. Detachment becomes easier when you realize that nothing is truly "left behind."

It's the same with manifestation. It's about recognizing that the micromoment, within the macroexperience (I'm using labels to make it easier to grasp) is not permanent. You only think you should/are holding on to something.

Letting go of the need to "hold on" is one large part of the key to allowing manifestations, and shifts to come into your experience effortlessly.

✶ TRANSCRIPT

Her: I think I just have difficulty letting go. I mean, this life was hard. If I’m going to leave it entirely after working so hard, I’m not really sure why I’m here to begin with?

Me: Well, you 'leave it' every second, though you leave nothing behind. You transform. You are living alchemy. I think, like me, you think the problems define the life, so you don’t wish to let the problems go as a means of preserving the life? And life could also be what you think is "you," yeah?

Her: I know I’m not the self, but in a way I am? Everything is me in the end—3D, 4D, everything. I don’t understand how I could abandon it, even if it isn’t my true self.

Me: Well, why do you think you are abandoning anything? Ask yourself these things, inquire.

Her: But aren’t we abandoning it? In favor of going home?

Me: Do you think in growing up, you’ve abandoned your childhood self?

Her: Well… no.

Me: Then do you think the appearance changes and grows, but at its core, it’s still you?

Her: Yes.

Me: So, why do you think you’re abandoning yourself?

Her: It’s a completely different life and reality. It isn’t the same, is it?

Me: The channel changes; is the TV lost? The curtains are newer, nicer—does the sun die with the old ones? Think of it like this: this reality A, reality B and reality C are all in one continuous line. In one moment you're 'here', and the next moment is reality B. They’re all just moments of that line, and that line is experience. Reality B is just a moment in which my life is gentler, less restrictive for me. I’m surrounded by friends and family who are happy and are their best selves, enjoying lives they deserve. It’s not somewhere else.

Her: But you won’t be here anymore.

Me: Well, I’m not in yesterday either, right? "Yesterday me" is in yesterday with "yesterday you." I won’t be in this moment anymore, that’s true, but that doesn’t mean I’m gone away from you. Are you afraid I won’t be here with you anymore?

Her: Mhm. I know it’s really childish, but I’ll miss you. I don’t want you to be gone until I come home, in case I never end up going. I really miss you. I don’t know…

Me: Hmm, that’s something, but it’s more complicated than that. There’s a concept of separate, individualistic realities, and there’s a concept of shared realities. You think "Siddhi," the person, won’t be here talking to you if you choose to remain in this moment. In fact, our realities have always been separate, and it’s the activities within that seemingly connect them. "Siddhi" will be here, but she would not be "me." She might not have a goal of shifting anywhere. Depending on my/Awareness' will, she would be a parallel me, going about the experiences that occur in this moment called "reality A". Or she would’ve completed a series of microshifts that are still shared with you, like a ‘clone’ (hate that term). Putting that in a micro-lens: I am a ‘clone’ of "Siddhi" who lost her dogs.

Her: So, you’ll never really leave? It’s still you, just different?

Me: You know that Adventure Time song, "Everything Stays"? I won’t be here; in fact "I" am a version of "Siddhi" from this morning. But a version of me will be here, just like a version of you is in "reality B" with me. I think this gets people super hung up on detaching and stuff. At the same time, this goes deeper. We are not real; this interaction isn’t actually happening. "We" are awareness’ decision of this interaction occurring. Awareness wants "Siddhi" to speak to "Sister." Do you see it?

Her: So, there isn’t really anything to hold onto? Or be afraid of?

Me: Of course not. Don’t hold on to me—I’m everywhere and nowhere. I just understood this today anyway. For those who permashift, it’s not like they suddenly disappeared; they literally just make the conscious decision to no longer share an experience with another. Awareness decides no more—the story is done. This has been done in a myriad of ways, from as simple as just deleting their social media to as complicated as bodily expiration (a result of mahasamadhi is a documented example), even the whole fiasco of "shifters shifting to this reality and their old reality being so much worse, for clout" is a possibility when done legitimately. Similarly, this works with manifestation. The moment you are experiencing right now, in which you have or do not have, is not even occurring. You don’t have to hold on to it—it’s everywhere and nowhere too.

Her: Thank you. This is really, really helpful. I feel a lot better about this now.

Me: I think you’ve gone from self-ish thinking to self-less thinking tonight, yes? I know some people unknowingly keep their families suffering because shifting feels like abandonment. This is egoic. Shifting is literally just awareness deciding: a new lens on the same nothing. Because when "I’m" Siddhi B, Siddhi A does not exist. But hmm, if "I" ever want to be Siddhi A again, let’s make her a millionaire. Think Sims 4. Different save files for the same sim in the same game.

✦ siddhi

[hurlumerlu]

LISTEN.

Reactions under the roasted nuts post truly highlighting the two types of mutuals

[tracksterman]

I wanted this monstercross project to run a wide range 11 speed MTB cassette and derailleur without relying on gadgets like tanpans and hanger extensions. The solution was a set of Microshift SB-M110 drop bar levers, specifically designed to work with exactly that drivetrain! The right/rear lever shifts very nicely, positive without being clunky. The paddles work in an opposite fashion to Shimano brifters, though, which took a few rides to get used to.

Unfortunately, Microshift have missed a trick by making the brake lever cable pull compatible with road rather than MTB calipers. I suspect many customers, like me, might be buying these levers so they can use a load of surplus MTB kit to make a heavy duty gravel-ish bike. I've got round this by buying an Avid BB7 road caliper for the front wheel, mounting it on an old MTB BB7 post mount adapter with a 185mm rotor. I'm running the rear MTB BB7 (which I've had for 17 years) with a long pull Cane Creek drop bar lever. It's all good, certainly better than the Spyres I was using last time I tried this.

I like the fact the gear cable exits the shifter externally rather than running under the bar tape. Just make it a bit longer: nice clean run you can easily slip a bar roll behind. Also, the integral barrel adjuster means you don't have to split the outer cable housing and insert a tension adjusting widget to dial out cable slack. Bonus.

If I was being picky I'd like both levers to have a bit more of a bulge on top, to hook my thumbs behind when I'm on the hoods on rough tracks. Overall, though, quite happy so far.

[tayandryley]

Shifting

Since I've already been lore dumping with no regard whether it fits Tumblr I'll just keep going. Hope that's okay with y'all.

As Werecreatures both Tay and Ryley and well all others involved in their pack, mostly made up of Werewolves, can shift. They have two forms, a more animal-esque form, like a Wolf or a Cat, have yet to decide whether Tay's weird blue persist for the Cat form, maybe it could be more of a Russian Blue, Blue. And well Ryley's just a eurasian Wolf, so for now all I can tell you about that design is to maybe google a Eurasian Wolf.

Afaik Eurasian wolves typically have a saddle-like dark spot on the back and at the tip of their tail. The back of their ears is read and the sides of their snouts and their neck are lighter. Generally the fur seems to be darker at the top and lighter toward the bottom. So that's likely the case for Ryley too.

Besides those animal like forms we have the total Werebeast form (I also noticed I accidentally used otherkin tags and while friends have said I might be one I don't want to invade communities with unrelated posts so I hope I didn't accidentally do that, sorry if I did) which means bipedal, big and fluffy, rather tall, and probably ready to fight, probably even able to beat a bear. So it's this concept of a super powerful beast. I do like the idea of a Werewolf being really close to humans sometimes like in the After Dark comics but for my guys I wanted something big and perhaps overpowered.

By default all the Werecreatures can fully shift into both forms with relative little practice and ease.

Emotions can affect their shifts, usually being annoyed or angry can force a transformation which is why Tay and Ryley's pack have a Cat Café to basically practice interacting with humans in while the Cats can calm the employees again.

There is also the ability of microshifting, as in shifting only body parts. It takes loads of practice, the smaller the changes the more practice it takes. Tay as of now can microshift down to his nails. As in he can grow claws when needed, or get an entire paw or even the entire arm. Ryley on the other hand is still limited to full shifting due to his inexperience, he's still working on his emotions.

Emotions can also affect microshifting, which means if you learn to microshift you can also have that happen just out of emotion. Tay's most notable case being that he can grow a tail on accident when he's happy or excited. So the typical tail wags, he's at least mastered control there enough to not rip his pants.

Tay can also purr involuntarily, but that's not consider a microshift, that's a permanent change to his human form, there's no shifting involved in that. If Tay couldn't microshift he'd still purr without shifting.

[transcreamo]

youtube bassist with big hands dont you dare call going 2nd to 5th fret a microshift or im going to shift my micro ass into your home and snap those strings

[atplblog]

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[lemki-art]

Yo! I built another bike. I bought the frame on super sale for $300, and slowly build the bike off ebay parts. Frame: Cycles Toussaint, Velo Routier V2 braze-ons Wheelset: 650b Velocity A23 & Shimano 105 Hubs Tire: GravelKing Slick 38mm and Cont Tubes Handle: Nitto X Crust Shaka Bar 520mm Grip: Grepp - Charcoal Brifters: MicroShift Sword 1x10 Brakes: Grand Bois Center Pulls Crankset: BlueLug YMC crank set 165mm Derailleur: MicroShift Sword Long Cage 10sp. Cassette: MicroShift Sword CS-G105 Chain: SRAM PC-1051 Saddle: Brooks B17 Fenders: VO 50mm SnakeSkin I'm really impressed with MicroShift's Sword line, if only they were in silver.....

[insportsday]

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[alamari-chibi]

shot in the dark of pure rage but if anyone here who's ever had to take apart a microshift 3 speed shifter (specifically the kind that comes with the 2021 schwinn al comp) and knows how to get the stupid goddamn plastic cover back on top of the inner mechanics plz plz plz send me a video or something I'm going to fucking break this in a rage and it's killing me

[infinitejourneysinfiniteworlds]

I got so, so close to shifting this morning.

I've been putting my main "Better CR" reality on hold while I focus on something that's a bit easier for my mind to grasp, which is shifting to a version of this reality where the tornado didn't destroy our home. I scripted a few other things-- better health, a more stable income, etc.-- but mostly it's the same life I had before the tornado hit.

I know that one DR isn't necessarily harder to shift to than another, but I've been trying for so long that I genuinely think it'll be easier for me to shift to a reality with "smaller" changes like that. Once I actually shift, I'll know that it's possible, and I can keep building my skill.

Anyway, last night as I was going to bed, I was dealing with a lot of anxiety and stress, so I decided to take a break from shifting.

This morning, I woke up from a dream. The dream wasn't important, but I should point out that I was in my childhood home in the dream, not the house that was destroyed last month. So this experience wasn't just a continuation of the dream environment.

I woke up lying on my right side, just relaxing a bit. After a minute I became aware that my sense of the room around me was different. I was in my bedroom in my former house (the one that was destroyed). I did not open my eyes because I was afraid I would get pulled back, but I just knew I was in that old room. I could feel the layout of furniture around me, the placement of the hallway and closet doors, the size of the bed (bigger than the one I'm sleeping on in my CR), everything.

This sense of being there lasted for a good minute or two as I tried to work out how best to fully shift. I knew I was sort of straddling between this world and that one, and needed to push myself the rest of the way through, but I wasn't sure what to do.

(Was this hypnopompia? Yes. But was it also a liminal state that I could have fully shifted from? Also yes. Was I truly connecting to my other-reality self in this liminal state? I do believe so. Multiple things can be true.)

At that point, I heard a very angry female voice yell my name and I got yanked back to my CR. Honestly, I think it was a rooster crowing outside, which my half-asleep mind twisted into the creepy sound; there are a few roosters that have high-pitched, scratchy/shrieky voices and they tend to come strutting around my window yelling in the mornings. Either way, it was incredibly frustrating. After that I couldn't get back into a meditative state; it was pretty late in the morning.

Anyway, this is some very interesting progress indeed. I've been having some very brief flickers of being in the reality I'm currently aiming for while doing awake methods, but this is the first time the feeling of being present in that reality was so palpable, and lasted for several minutes.

When I succeed in fully shifting there, I'm not coming back to this world. I just don't want to deal with the aftermath of this tornado anymore; I'd rather continue my shifting journey in better circumstances, taking my time and testing out some things. I want to play with what I call "microshifting," which is making small, incremental shifts towards an ultimate goal. And I will likely permashift to a better CR at some point too.

Anyway, I thought that was very interesting. It's honestly the closest I've ever felt to fully shifting so far in my three years of trying.

[distinctmastering]

Soundtoys Microshift Plugin Tutorial

Today, I discuss the Soundtoys Microshift plugin, which is a recreation of an old Eventide Harmonizer. This plugin gives three flavors of a classic pitch shifting techniques to widen your sound. But you need to be careful because this can introduce phase issues. Watch and learn!

[monicazite]

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