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۶ৎ THE TOMIE EFFECT: MANIFESTATION/SHIFTING PACK ˙⋆.˚

This is for the people who want to manifest stuff about themselves or script this in their shifting script! this pack is a Tomie Kawakami theme ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ enjoy!

𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐄𝐜𝐡𝐨 ✧ 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝒾𝓇𝑒𝓃 𝒲𝒽𝑜 𝑅𝑒𝓈𝓊𝓇𝓇𝑒𝒸𝓉𝓈

You do not fade—you return. Again and again, like an echo in a cursed valley, like a song no one can forget. Even if they try, even if they tear you apart with trembling hands, even if they whisper prayers in the dark—your presence lingers. A nightmare carved into the marrow of their bones, a beauty too exquisite to be buried. You are not a memory. You are inevitability.

𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐦 ✧ 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒢𝑜𝒹𝒹𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝒪𝒻 𝒫𝑜𝒾𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝐷𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓇𝑒

Your beauty is a slow-acting toxin, seeping into their veins before they even realize they’ve been struck. The way you smile—just a touch too knowing. The way you speak—every syllable sharpened like glass. They love you, they hate you, they would kill for you, they would die for you. And you? You watch it all with cold amusement, wondering how long it will take before they completely unravel.

𝐄𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐎𝐩𝐚𝐥 ✧ 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐵𝓇𝑜𝓀𝑒𝓃 𝒟𝑜𝓁𝓁 𝒲𝒽𝑜 𝒞𝑜𝓃𝓈𝓊𝓂𝑒𝓈 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈

Porcelain skin, haunting eyes, a voice that dances between innocence and ruin. They think they can hold you, keep you, understand you. But you are a shifting illusion, a beautiful hallucination. One moment, as smooth and inviting as a slow inhale of smoke; the next, lungs burning, choking on the very fire they embraced. You do not belong to them. You belong to no one. But that won’t stop them from trying.

𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐒𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐞 ✧ 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒞𝓊𝓇𝓈𝑒 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒲𝒶𝓁𝓀𝓈

They see you in their reflection, in the space between shadows, in the static hum of an empty room. Your presence is a whisper at the edge of their sanity, growing louder with every passing second. Even in death, even in silence, you are never truly gone. They cannot rid themselves of you. They cannot cleanse you from their mind. You are the sickness they never wish to recover from.

𝐍𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐲 ✧ 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐵𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓂 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒦𝒾𝓁𝓁𝓈

You do not wilt, you do not decay. While others fade, you flourish, thriving in the ruin you leave behind. A soft as a petal masking a deadly end. They draw closer, enraptured by your beauty, not realizing the doom seeping from your touch. And when they finally collapse, breathless and bewitched, you simply watch. The scent of their devotion lingers in the air, sweet as a funeral bouquet.

𝐕𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐭 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧 ✧ 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝒽𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓌 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒮𝓂𝒾𝓁𝑒𝓈

They speak your name in hushed voices, as if summoning you might pull you from the void itself. You are legend and reality intertwined, a nightmare too beautiful to be ignored. No one is ever truly safe from you—not in their homes, not in their dreams, not even in their own thoughts. You do not chase. You do not beg. You simply wait, watching as they stumble willingly into your grasp.

𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐂𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐝𝐞 ✧ 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐵𝑒𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝒞𝒶𝓉𝒶𝒸𝓁𝓎𝓈𝓂

You are the quiet fire, the tide that pulls without a sound. There is nothing soft about your presence, nothing delicate in the way you unravel them piece by piece. And yet, they welcome their own destruction, mistaking your cruelty for devotion. You are the promise of something greater—something they will never hold, never keep, never survive.

𝐈𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐞 ✧ 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐹𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐶𝒽𝑜𝑜𝓈𝑒𝓈 𝒴𝑜𝓊

It does not matter if they run. It does not matter if they fight. You were always going to be their downfall, their favorite mistake, their last thought before the abyss swallows them whole. Every word you speak feels like scripture, every glance a curse woven in gold. They will carve your name into their skin, whisper it in their sleep, even as they beg the heavens to forget you.

𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫 ✧ 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐵𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝓎 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐹𝑒𝑒𝒹𝓈 𝑜𝓃 𝐷𝑒𝓋𝑜𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

They will fight over you, kill for you, tear themselves apart for a fraction of your attention. And you? You watch with detached amusement, letting their obsession fester until they are nothing but hollow remnants of who they once were. You never asked for their love. You never needed it. But that does not stop them from offering their hearts like lambs to the slaughter.

𝐆𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 ✧ 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒫𝑒𝓇𝒻𝑒𝒸𝓉 𝐼𝓂𝒶𝑔𝑒 𝒪𝒻 𝒜𝓃𝒾𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

Flawless, untouchable, inhuman. You are a doll with eyes too sharp, a ghost with lips too red. They want to believe you are real, that someone so perfect could exist in this world. But reality bends around you, warps in your presence. You are not a person. You are a force. And once they realize the truth, it is already too late.

𝐄𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐀𝐬𝐡 ✧ 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐸𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝐸𝓃𝒾𝑔𝓂𝒶

You do not die. You do not fade. You remain, long after the dust settles, long after the bones have turned to nothing. Your name is carved into history, whispered into the ears of those who have never even met you. They will try to understand, try to decipher the mystery of you—but the answer is simple. You were never meant to be understood.

𝐄𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐦 ✧ 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐵𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝓎 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒦𝒾𝓁𝓁𝓈

Your beauty is not a gift—it is a weapon. A delicate rose with venomous thorns, a masterpiece that demands devotion. They look at you and see heaven, But they don’t realize they’re treading a path, veiled in mesmerizing grandeur, leading straight to hell. Every glance, every flutter of your lashes, every curve of your lips is calculated, deliberate, A trap gilded in beauty but steeped in ruin. And they fall for it. They always do.

𝐄𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ✧ 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒜𝓊𝓇𝒶 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒫𝑒𝓇𝓋𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓈 𝒜𝓁𝓁

There is something about you that lingers long after you’ve left. A ghostly trace of your perfume in the air, the echo of your laughter reverberating through the walls, the unsettling feeling that you are still watching. Your presence is overwhelming, suffocating, intoxicating. They may run, they may hide, but they will always feel you—wrapped around their soul like an unshakable curse.

𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜 𝐌𝐲𝐬𝐭 ✧ 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐼𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑒𝒸𝓉 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒟𝑒𝓋𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈

Your mind is a library of secrets, an intricate puzzle with no solution. They think they can outsmart you, unravel you, dissect the way you work. But your intelligence is a void—deep, endless, unknowable. Every word you speak is laced with double meanings, every action a carefully crafted deception. You are always three steps ahead, watching as they walk willingly into the fate you’ve already written for them.

𝐎𝐩𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞 ✧ 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒱𝒾𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐻𝒶𝓊𝓃𝓉𝓈

You are not real—not in the way they wish you were. A vision too stunning to belong to this world, a dream they can never wake from. No photograph, no painting, no mere description could ever capture the truth of you. You are more than beauty—you are a spectacle, a phenomenon, a force of nature. And yet, no matter how close they get, they will never truly touch you.

𝐈𝐜𝐲 𝐌𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐝𝐲 ✧ 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒱𝑜𝒾𝒸𝑒 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐸𝓃𝓉𝒓𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓈

Your voice is a song woven from moonlight and malice. Soft, melodic, hypnotic—an enchantment disguised as simple conversation. They listen, utterly bewitched, unable to focus on anything but the cadence of your words. You could tell them anything, anything at all, and they would believe you. Even if they know it’s a lie, even if it burns them from the inside out, they will hang onto every syllable like it’s their last salvation.

𝐃𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐄𝐦𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 ✧ 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐷𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝐻𝑜𝓁𝒹

There is no contest. No rival. No equal. You do not compete—you rule. They may pretend otherwise, but the moment you step into a room, every other existence fades into the background. Your authority is silent, effortless, absolute. They kneel without realizing, obey without questioning. You do not ask for power—you simply take it, leaving nothing but reverence and ruin in your wake.

𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐏𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐦 ✧ 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒪𝓃𝑒 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒞𝒶𝓃𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝐵𝑒 𝐹𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑜𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓃

Even if they never see you again, you will remain. You have carved yourself into their mind, etched your existence into the fabric of their reality. Your absence is louder than anyone else’s presence. They will look for you in every stranger’s face, every flickering shadow, every unfamiliar whisper in the night. And they will never find another like you.

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