#reality sh

[lalac3nty]

The fact that I will die with ppl thinking I’m like 90 but in secret I have lived many years in other realities is just crazyy

[barbs111claims]

My favorite Manifestation technique:

saying fuck you to 3D

[hinatamakoto]

I shifted here yall , how I know that ? à while ago I was watching a youtuber videos series on repeat, and today I was rewatching it and the part 26 and 27 changed and I was confused . so here I am

[iamthewhole]

People, I need to say smth-

BRO IM PRETTY SURE I MINI-SHIFTED EEEEEE-

trigger warning - self harm cutting

like me and my family ain’t on very good terms rn and I haven’t been talking to them properly since like, 3 days so I was very much fed up and like yeah no I deserve a better family and stuff and so yeah like on 20th july I was just crying and stuff , I was so so so emotionally drained ong and then I was like, visualising being with my dr mom and how she’s calm me down and how she’d be so good to me and understand me and handle me doing self harm [cuts] better (cause my cr mom sure as hell doesn’t) so yeah after that I felt better so then I visualised me and my SO just like cuddling and him calming me down and stuff so my dr self said to him I’m so tired let’s sleep and stuff and then me in the cr I was just I had my head down on the table while I was doing all this

so after that I SMELLED HIM LIKE not the first time I spelled my SO but I did smell him and then I FELT his arms around me holding me and like energetically I could feel the change and stuff and then I think I just fell asleep for like, 15 mins and then I woke up in the CR. but I kid you not, I felt it, so real, and no this wasn’t something in a dream, this was IT. im just gonna permashift straight up now ong

[scrollonso]

First Kiss (Race 18)

A strollonso AU where 18 year old rookie Lance Stroll falls helplessly in love with the notoriously mean world champion. (1k words, hurt/comfort, s/h?) [@v3lnys @biancathecool] {ts cringey asf but i needed to finish it}

last part - masterlist - next part (coming soon)

The sun hung low in the sky, casting long shadows over the Interlagos circuit as the roar of engines filled the air. It was the final qualifying session of the season, and the atmosphere was electric with anticipation.

Fernando Alonso had a lot riding on this race. A strong performance would clinch his second consecutive World Championship title.

Lance was eager to prove himself alongside his experienced peers.

Fernando secured fourth place in qualifying, a solid position that put him in contention for the championship. He was pleased but not complacent. As he stepped out of his car, he glanced over to see Lance climbing out of his Racing Point, having qualified 11th. Fernando's eyes softened. He knew how hard Lance had been pushing himself this season.

Later that evening, away from the noise and tension of the track, Fernando and Lance retreated to the tranquility of Lance's hotel room since it was the closer one. The day’s efforts had taken their toll, and the room provided a much-needed sanctuary.

Fernando pulled Lance close, pressing a soft kiss to his temple. "You did well today, Lancito. You should be proud."

Lance sighed, leaning into Fernando’s embrace. "I wanted to do better. I know I can do better."

Fernando stroked his hair gently. "You’re doing great. Don’t be so hard on yourself."

The next morning, the tension in the paddock was palpable. As the drivers prepared for the race, Fernando found himself constantly looking over at Lance. There was an unspoken bond between them, a mix of competitiveness and deep affection, no matter what happened on-track their bond waw left unchanged.

The race began with a flurry of excitement, but disaster struck almost immediately. In the chaos of the first lap, Lance's car was clipped, sending him spinning off the track. The sight of his car crashing into the barriers made Fernando’s heart leap into his throat. His immediate concern was for Lance’s safety, but he had to stay focused on his own race, simply asking his engineer to update him on the boy in pinks condition.

Fernando fought hard, pushing his car to its limits. Despite the worry gnawing at him, he managed to finish the race in second place, securing enough points to win the championship. The crowd erupted in cheers, but Fernando’s thoughts were elsewhere.

As soon as he crossed the finish line, he abandoned his car and sprinted toward the paddock, desperate to find Lance. His championship celebration could wait. Nothing mattered more than Lance’s well-being.

He found Lance huddled in his drivers room, his body shaking with sobs. The boy hadn't even bothered to get out of his racesuit, the material simply bundled up around his waist as his nails dug into his forearm. There were bleeding scratches on his arms, and he was cursing himself in frustration and self-loathing.

“Lance!” Fernando’s voice broke as he rushed to him, pulling him into a tight embrace, he was unsure what to do, he'd never seen Lance like this. He'd had plenty of bad results but this one truly pushed him over the edge. “Stop, please. You’re hurting yourself.”

Lance resisted at first, but Fernando held him tighter, refusing to let go. Finally, his resistance melted, and he collapsed against Fernando, his tears soaking into Fernando’s race suit.

“I’m so sorry,” Lance choked out. “I did so bad, and I ruined everything. I can’t even be happy for you, Nando.”

Fernando’s heart ached as he gently cupped Lance’s face, forcing him to meet his eyes. “Listen to me, Lance. You forget that you are so much more than a racer. Te quiero mucho, Lancito. You are just...” He paused, trying to figure out the words he wanted to use, “a teenager. Be kind to yourself, Mi sol.”

“But I upset the team, Nando,” Lance whispered, his voice raw with anguish. “I didn’t finish the race. They were counting on me. I disappointed everyone.”

“No, you didn’t,” Fernando said firmly. “You did your best, and that’s all that matters. Racing is tough, and crashes happen. It’s part of the sport. This one wasn't even your fault. What matters is that you’re okay. Noe one cares about the race, Lance. I care about you.”

Lance’s sobs began to subside as Fernando’s words sank in. Fernando pressed a gentle kiss to Lance’s forehead, then his tear-streaked cheeks. “You mean everything to me. Your safety, your happiness, that’s what’s important. I couldn’t enjoy any of this without you with me.”

Lance looked up at him, his eyes red but now softened. “Really?”

“Really,” Fernando said, brushing a lock of hair from Lance’s face. “Now come here, let's clean this up.” He hummed, referring to the situation on his arms.

That evening, they returned to their hotel room, the sounds of celebration still echoing in the distance. Fernando made sure Lance was comfortable, tending to his scratched arms with gentle care. They lay together on the bed, the warmth of their bodies providing comfort and reassurance.

Fernando turned to Lance, his eyes filled with love. “You’re my world, you know that?"

Lance snuggled closer, the weight of his earlier despair lifting with every beat of Fernando’s heart against his. “I’m so lucky to have you,” he whispered.

Fernando smiled, kissing Lance’s forehead. “So don't go anywhere.”

As they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other’s arms, the future seemed a little brighter. The challenges of racing were daunting, but as long as they were together, they knew they would be okay. And in that moment, eachother was all that mattered.

[heyaritou]

White Collar crime? Wrong. Public Indecency!

In which Roman has a fantasy of being prosecuted as a normo after getting caught committing a felony and Gerri is just indulging him. She's handing out NDAs and wads of money as we speak btw lol

[kiwikiswia]

I'll keep walking on,

even if we never come to understand each other

for the rest of our lives.

[themanirealityshifter]

i’ve been seeing a lot of angel numbers (333, 444, and 777, all in one day i’m pretty sure) lately, what do y’all think that means?

[james-spooky]

this is a test

[dukeofthomas]

Something I really especially love about btas is that every character is just… a human. Batman doesn't just show up and incapacitate 30 people no issue, he has to fight and brawl with just 1 or 2 henchmen. He can be taken out by hits and poisons and such. The rogues have to surrender when the cops get guns to their faces, and can be overpowered even by normal people. Joker isn't some pure evil incarnation of the Devil or whatever, he's just… a really bad man. Same for every other villain and character. And Bruce actually gets to show personality and emotion beyond Brooking and Grunting. He makes jokes and laughs and gets sad.

I'm really getting to understand why people call this the best Batman adaptation.

[dhddmods]

People's scars don't need trigger warnings.

Just had a debate about this and we are feeling all fired up so lets talk about this. The debate was about self-harm scars, and whether art of them or photos of a person with them need trigger warnings.

We aren't talking about wounds. We aren't talking about fresh cuts. We aren't talking about gore. We are talking about fully-healed scars. Cuts and gore should be given a trigger warning, but NOT scars.

We have seen this from not just one person, but many people over the years, and we are sick and tired of it.

"Self-harm scars need trigger warnings" is the same as telling someone that they should keep their scars covered up. That a person with scars on their thighs can no longer wear shorts. That a person with scars on their arms has to wear long sleeves, or keep it bandaged.

"But it triggers me and causes me discomfort, because I am still in recovery." I am sympathetic for your recovery, but that doesn't give you the right to tell someone what they can and cannot wear. It doesn't give you the right to tell people that they should cover up. That can lead to feelings of shame in the person you are requesting that of, and make them feel like they have to censor or hide their scars. Their scars are part of who they are.

Do we have to add a TW to all scars, then? If a person is recovering from a traumatic surgery, and they go online and see scars on someones stomach, does that mean that post should have had a TW for having surgical scars on them? Just because someone has trauma of that surgery, trauma that can lead them down a mental health spiral?

Its not your fault if it’s hard for you to see self-harm scars, but you cannot expect other people to undermine their own progress because of that. You’re allowed to struggle with what troubles you, but that doesn't give you the right to treat others as taboo for having scars. The internet cannot be tailored for every person, thats just not how reality works. You can't censor people's scars because it makes you personally uncomfortable.

Your recovery can't hinder someone else's recovery. You need to learn how to live with your own self-harm scars, not drag other people down for having them.

We walk around in the real world, wearing clothes that anyone else can wear, even if it puts our scars on display, because thats reality. Reality doesn't HAVE trigger warnings for scars. And people shouldn't be forced to shy away from wearing their desired clothes just because it exposes their scars.

[your-stranger-halfblood-things]

TW sh implied

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Mike's too scared to go swimming when the rest of the Party invites him. He's scared of the others seeing his scars. He's scared that they'll judge him. He doesn't want to deal with that. Instead, he just dips his feet in and watches his friends swim

[rottenlittlefink]

Y’all sleeping on the gateway tapes y’all 😭

[bunnihearted]

the earth is getting hotter and hotter and nobody's doing anything about it but im misanthropic and depressive because i can see nothing that inspires hope 🤙

[dandyshucks]

blinks tiredly. i decide "hm maybe i should try to expand my circle and step outside of it a little, lets go look at the main community tags" and im just greeted with a bunch of edgelords who think saying "fiction doesn't affect reality, don't like don't read" is peak activism and "fighting censorship". head in my hands. this is partially why i do not ever go into the community tags, my nervous system cannot handle blocking fifty weirdos every single day just so i can have a normal experience in the community tags hfdsjkl

[dashes-stuff]

Tw drawing of injury (blood, bruises)

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