#your dr s/o

[starcurtain]

Hear me out. I know it's unlikely that Ratio would ever have been foolish enough to directly get taken in by a scam, but considering that we know:

One of the groups specifically tricked by Kakavasha before he joined the IPC was the Intelligentsia Guild

What he tricked them about was Tayzzyronth's Swarm remnants, the exact same thing we see Ratio investigating in his very first appearance in the game, and

The researchers were described as "extremely cautious"

I am surprised that "Ratio was at least somehow connected to the Intelligentsia Guild team fooled by Kakavasha before he was ever even a Stoneheart" isn't more popular with the Ratio and Aventurine fandom.

Like imagine being Dr. Ratio. You tell your colleagues, "This seems like a scam. Are you sure you should trust this 'local guide' you've made contact with? Tell me about him. A picture? Does this even look like an Egyhazan native to you? I won't save you fools from making idiotic decisions." (You end up having to clean up the aftermath of their idiotic decisions anyway. There is sand in places on your body you didn't even know existed before this. How mortifying for the Guild. For you, by association.)

Then, next thing you know, you get a mission briefing slid across your desk from your IPC connections. They want you to work with their new Stoneheart. You open the packet to see... that little bastard with the enthralling eyes who had your moronic colleagues scrambling in the dirt on a backwater planet for months. Apparently he's made a career out of fooling you your supposedly competent guildmates.

You run off to confront him. You never met him personally back then, but you deserve compensation for the idiocy you were subjected to nonetheless. He deserves to know how much of a pain in the ass he's been in your life already without ever having met your eyes--

He proceeds to shove a gun into your hands and tries to make you an accomplice to a suicide. Apparently, this is normal behavior for the man now called Aventurine. Somehow, it's supposed to prove to you that he is a sane and reliable individual.

Absolutely nothing in your life has been normal since Egyhazo.

You would like to have mundane problems, sometimes.

How do you keep ending up in this beautiful manic clever conman's orbit, and why, like binary stars, can you not escape the gravitational pull?

[bbyshifts]

Daily reminder : your f/o loves you more than anything in this world. In every universe.

[auroraaura-111]

gods, i miss you. i miss touching you and having my hands in your hair while you rest your head on my stomach and wrap your hands around my middle. i miss talking to you and hearing your voice.

i want to cuddle you by having your head on my chest and your arm draped around my waist while i scratch the back of your head. i want you to show me how much you trust me by falling asleep on me and claiming it was the best rest of your life.

sometimes it scares me how much i want you. and not in a sexual way, but so closely intimate that i want to merge my body with yours. it brings tears to my eyes, not of sadness, but… of overwhelming emotion, i suppose. i love touching you. i love softly caressing your hair, twirling it around my fingers, scratching your scalp. i love gently sliding my fingertips across your face, along your jaw and neck, cupping your cheek, moving your silky curls out of your face. i love sitting on your lap, pressing myself against you, just showing you how much i love you through touch.

fuck, i miss you so much.

- when you miss your comfort character but they live in a different universe

[ohkasie]

shiftblr interaction post #1 ✨

where are you shifting & there a reason why?

( pls feel free to talk about your drs as much as you want in the comments / i love hearing about people’s drs so much )

[d3j4vues]

𝘾𝙪𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙤 𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝐃𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝒽𝒾𝒻𝓉

Dance in the rain.

Swim in a lake on a full moon.

Watch movies on a rainy night in your dorm.

Go watch the stars with them.

You could script they get a fever so you can take care of them.

Go explore a haunted house together for a date.

Go on a road trip with them somewhere.

If your DR is modern take them to Victoria secrets with you to fluster them.

Bake together.

Decorate your dorm together.

✯.★*°•.°✯•.★*°°·.•°★•✯.★*°•.°✯•.★*°°·.•°★•

[natashas-stark]

💍 and 🦢?

💍 what are some songs that make you think of them?

natasha my favorite part ~ mac miller and ariana grande maria emergency contact ~ pierce the veil tony the king ~ russ pepper sing to me ~ with confidence hanna classic ~ mkto cobie right now ~ sabrina carpenter robin take your time ~ sam hunt ashley marry me ~ jason derulo

🦢 what do you see in the future for you and your s/o?

natasha annoying each other forever and quiet coffee mornings maria a dog and reluctant retirement tony doing separate things at the same time and being stupid together while also having the quiet we need pepper late nights eating snacks and watching movies or going to the beach whenever we can hanna forever collaborating on some project cobie lake house tranquility and peace robin dogs and traveling ashley kids and grandkids and living in italy

[deus-ex-mona]

such is the tale of a ✨chronically online hypocrite✨

[deeply-unserious-fellow]

I LOST MY FUCKING TABLET PEN THING BUT I REALLY WANNA DRAW SO I'M OPENING UP DRAWING SUGGESTIONS AGAIN!!!!!!! ANY FANDOMS IN THE TAGS ARE WELCOME!!!!!!!

[daisys-reality]

─── 🍏ꜞ˖ ꒰ short messages from your DR s/o's higher self ꒱

⌇reality shifting themed tarot reading | general disclaimer | masterlist

pile one

Oh temptation, sweet temptation. Darling, you're gorgeous, inside out. How can someone be so perfect? I really wanna be gentle with you and treat you with the utmost care that you deserve. Not because you’re weak. chuckle No, because you’re so so precious to me. But damnit, my feelings and the attraction I feel are so intense. I feel like I'm going insane. I need you in my life. I would do anything for you. For hell’s sake, I would travel the universe for you too. Please don’t ever doubt me. I am trustworthy, I promise. You’re the only one who has my attention. I will protect and provide for you. And whoever dares to hurt you, will get to experience hell.

Don’t worry about your past or your circumstances, they don’t matter. Just believe, in yourself, in me or us or the universe. Focus on yourself for now, take time to recover from whatever you’re going through and release any resistance. I know it’s hard but it’s not too late. We will reunite soon! You don’t need to worry, okay? Everything will be fine.

pile two

My love, if you feel like you have too much that is depending on you, you might have to rethink following this path. It seems like your heart is willing to relax at this time, but this is not what your mind wants. You’re restless and exhausted… You know that your health is what is most important, right? I don’t wanna see you burnt out, okay? Learn to back out, when it’s needed. Continuing to fight for something that is not worthy of your life might end up being just a waste of time. You’re like a gift to me, okay? Obviously I am restless too and eager to finally be in your presence but your wellbeing is more important than any of my immature desires. I can wait for you. My love for you won’t waver. I will always love you, more than you know. Please give yourself the time you need. I will always be there for you. If you’re in the mood please tell me anything, you can even address letters to me. I would be glad if I could lessen your burdens at least for a little bit. You can talk about all your worries, your dreams etc. I will listen. So, let’s go through this together, okay? 

I want you to know that I’m truly proud of you, and I am confident that you will succeed.

pile three

I know you are my equal, my counterpart. There is no one like you. My heart and mind are committed to you. I know we’d make a strong pair. With you around I finally feel at peace, you make me whole again, you give strength to keep going. I want to be your strength too. I want to deepen our bond. I don’t wanna lose you. Ever. I am selfish and immature. I know that but what can I do? You're my other half, my world… I need you. Everyone else is not worthy enough for you. How could I sit still? I’m jealous just imagining you with someone else. Is it wrong to imagine our future together, a happily-ever-after? I promise I will work hard to make you as happy as you make me. Please give me/us a chance.

[stefanr96]

Tumblr has officially stopped messaging me about new followers and I get four new ones out of nowhere without any warning.

All of them are pornbots that they still refuse to get rid off, even if they promise their users no matter what.

Staff has continued to screw up the very site they’re supposed to fix and they have still not been able to get rid of these bots for the last few years. No matter how many bots we report, tumblr will always ignore these reports and instead talk about celebrities and promoting films that nobody cares.

@staff GET RID OF THEM NOW I AM DYING

[bbyshifts]

Imagine…

It’s night time. You can’t fall asleep. A thousand thoughts are running through your mind. They are loud. So loud you can’t even think straight anymore. Everything is so hard for you recently. You feel lonely. Unloved. Depressed. No matter how much you try to be okay your bad thoughts are always racing back to your mind.

As some tears slowly run down your cheeks you feel two warm arms around you, embracing you right now. You slowly turn your face to the side to see your F/O embracing you. He has a worried look on his face and he tries to comfort you. He doesn’t understand why you are crying. Was it because of him?

- Why are you crying?

Their voice was soft. Your F/O looked at your crying face, one of his hand now going on your cheek to wipe away those little tears.

-I feel so lonely… I wish you were real.

As you finished your sentence, your F/O let out a sigh.

-Real? I don’t need to be real to love you. Listen… I am maybe just a fictional character in your universe but in every other one we are together. You’re my everything. In every universe. I will always be by your side even when you can’t see me. When you can’t touch me or feel me near you. I am never far away. I can be the sunrise shining on your face. The butterfly flying around you. The flower you picked up with your pretty hands on the side of the road. I am everywhere. Even when you can’t see me.

As your F/O finished their sentence, they looked at you with a loving smile.

-I love you Y/N.

You smiled at their last words and slowly you wrapped your arms around them, feeling their warmth around you in this tight and loving embrace. Slowly you start to feel better. You’re not so alone anymore. They’re with you.

Always.

[dead-in-a-fun-sexy-way]

Places I 100% believed to be fictional up until very recently:

Yonkers, New York. I found out this was a real place about two and a half hours ago when I met a friend of a friend who, when asked where they were visiting from, said "oh, I'm from Yonkers! its in New York" to which I replied "wait, like that place in Death of a Salesman!? Isn't that place fake?" and oh BOY he did not take that well

[progriffon]

Focus on the result, not the process.

I've spent the last couple days researching LOA and while lurking on r/NevilleGoddard, something clicked for me.

You want the end result, not the process.

Example:

You don't want a job offer, you want a job

You don't a pizza delivery, you want a pizza

You don't want a text, you want attention

You don't want 'symptoms', you want the shift

When attempting to shift, you're paying way to much attention to feeling 'symptoms'. You are acting like the shift is happening in the 3D instead of the 4D.

Remember you are shifting your consciousness not your body. Stop focusing on the act of shifting and start focusing on your life in your DR.

Feel the thoughts and emotions of your DRself. What are your goals for the day, how do you feel about your S/O/BFF, what are you excited about, etc.

Once you shift the 4D, the 3D must reflect it.

"Assume the feeling of your wish is fulfilled and observe the route that your attention follows." -Neville Goddard, The Power of Awareness

[theshiftingwitch]

Living in the end? Or hoping to shift?

"When I shift, I will..."

"if I wake up in my chosen reality..."

"I can't wait to meet my S/O..."

"When I finally shift, I will do this and this ..."

The thing you don't seem to grasp, is that you already exist in your chosen realities. You were born there, you grew up there, you formed core memories and have thousands of stories to tell... You have lived with your family for years and you have known your friends for years and you have most likely already met your S/O. You have eaten all of your favourite foods and went to most of your favourite places. You have fallen down and scraped your knee, you have gotten a bad haircut that you regretted immensely, you have gotten into a fight with your best friend and made up almost immediately... You have already lived there. Why are you looking forward to something as mundane as waking up in the same bed you've woken up in for years now?

Live in the end and stop hoping to shift. You're already there, direct your awareness towards the reality of your choosing, and let your pure consciousness do the rest. Act as if you're there. Think like your DR self, act like your DR self, talk and walk and eat like your DR self because they are you and you are them. There is no divide, no disconnect, no separation.

Happy shifting ❤️

[gladiatorcunt]

🍒🍦 ⸺ ᳂ cherry vanilla dr. pepper !!!

cw: afab reader, voyeurism, tashi and you make out while you get pounded, weird amalgamation of dehumanization/objectification/pet play, subby!art coded, spit roasting at the end, slight overstimulation, bizarre orgy vibes, mean dom!tashi to everyone but you <3, implied breeding/creampie kink, canon typical mind games, tashi sits in the cuck chair /j, implied romantic feelings but no mention of established romantic relationships, slight mxm, clit stimulation, one use of “mommy”

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“Round 4 will be the last one, alright? Get ready, baby.”

You take deep breaths, clutching onto Patrick’s wrist. You lock eyes with Tashi, feeling syrupy sweet deep in your gut. She grins and unbuttons the top buttons of her shirt, leaving you three to your own devices for now.

The stretch of Patrick’s cock stings and burns a little but Art nipping at your hip bones helps distract you. Patrick pants against the nape of your neck, you feel so divinely tight he thinks he’s died and gone to heaven.

He keeps his voice low so Tashi can’t hear him, “Fuck-you feel incredible, i’d kill for this pussy, you know that.”

“Hook your arm around their neck, good boy.” Tashi instructs Patrick, leaning back in the hotel chair and palming her pussy at the sight in front of her.

“Yes, ma’am.” He swiftly calls back, acting like he hadn’t said anything to you at all.

Patrick has you in a headlock, pummeling his cock in and out of your pussy with reckless abandon. Art is beneath the two of you, suckling on your clit like it’s a nipple he’s trying to get milk out of. He licks where you’re stretched around Patrick, drawing groans from you both and a chuckle from Tashi.

“Be a good dog and lap them up, okay? I’d hate to have to take away your toy privileges.” She sneers, sliding her damp underwear to the side and stroking her slit.

The “toy” in the equation isn't you.

You’re dead to the world, eyes bulging out of their sockets and nails trying to rip the white sheet to shreds. Your head and tits rock back and forth with Patrick’s thrusts, already on the brink of your fourth orgasm. You try to scream that you can’t take anymore, but you wanna make Tashi proud so you shut up.

“ ‘s so good…” Art hums into your mound, pecking little kisses onto it here and there.

His sounds are muffled but the vibrations send your eyes to the back of your head. The chair in the corner of the room creaks as Tashi gets up, and the second you lift your head and open your eyes, she’s smiling down at you with all the warmth she doesn’t give the men pleasing you. This isn’t about them, it never was.

“Patrick’s so big, Tashi-he’s unggggh-he’s gonna kill me!” You whine, desperately pawing at her clothed breasts.

She coos and pulls her blouse up, bringing your hands to cup her tits and keeping them there, “Baby you know he’s not, this pussy can take a beating. I’d only give you the best toys.”

You nod wordlessly, pouting your lips. She gets the message and claims your lips in a searing kiss, luxuriating in the slick slide of your lips. She loves to make it messy, getting spit all over your mouths and letting it drip on the bed.

Art mewls and flicks your clit, trying to get your attention. You feel bad and try to pull away from Tashi, but she yanks you back into the kiss and bites your lip as a punishment. You hiccup into her mouth, startled when Patrick starts jackhammering into you.

Tashi typically has them alternate, but Art prefere to bury his face between your thighs and Patricks likes to play with fire by cumming inside your sore cunt. He doesn’t speak as much as Art does, but sometimes he holds Tashi stare as you two make out. They’ll have to retire from Tashi’s “employment” eventually, and they’ll be taking you with them when they do. All games of keep away end.

Patrick traces letters and shapes on the glistening skin of your sweaty back, sloppy hearts and ‘ I - L - O - V - E - Y - O - U ‘ s.

You gasp and wrench yourself back to breathe. Art flattens his tongue and licks broad stripes over your labia. He nuzzles his nose into you, stopping to pant and take in your smell. He may be delusional, but he’s convinced that every part of you is so sweet. He honest to God can’t get enough, he’d lie in a puddle at your feet if you wanted him too.

Sometimes you feel torn when you fall into bed with your lovers. You’re too soft to be like Tashi, but that exact softness is exactly why you can’t handle being away from her for too long. Maybe you’ve fallen under her spell just like all the rest, but she puts her career on the line to prove how special you are.

Patrick pulls you up to rest your back against your chest. You let your head fall onto his shoulder and you moan when he adjusts the angle of his thrusts to rub against your cervix repeatedly. He wasn’t like this when the evening started, Patrick only roughens you up when you’ve been thoroughly run through and can take it with a dopey smile and glazed eyes.

“Keep going, it’s okay- want it-want you.” You cry out to Patrick, reaching down to caress his hip.

He smiles and licks your cheek, complying with your request.

Art grins up at you with his eyes, mouthing ‘That’s my angel, only for us.’ into the flesh of your inner thigh. He moves to Patrick balls and takes them into his mouth, bobbing them up and down with his tongue. Patrick moans as Art laves his balls in saliva. Art lets them fall out of his mouth, curling his tongue around the inches peeking out of your pussy and hollowing his cheeks out.

“Shit! Stop, ‘m gonna cum!” Patrick hisses through his teeth.

He either empties another load into you or he just refuses to cum if your pussy’s not available, period.

“They’re so hungry for it, aren’t they? Well, can he? Can our dog cum inside you, baby?” Tashi tsks, cupping your cheeks and bringing your attention back to her.

“Yes, yes, yes! He can cum inside-please let him cum inside mommy-i need it so bad-wanna be stuffed full with it!” You whimper and arch your back, jutting your tits out.

Tashi laughs and leans down to suck one of your pert nipples into her mouth, bouncing your other breast in her hand. Tears spill from your waterline down to her freshly manicured nails. Art has since gone back to sucking the life out of your clit, and the little wink he sends you doesn’t help you hold back your impending orgasm.

Patrick thrusts a few more times and then you’re cumming in sync. You go brain dead and your body locks up in his arms. You’re out of it for a good few minutes, and when you have full awareness again you see Art kneeling in front of you. He holds his dick out for you to gawk at, slowly pumping himself for your amusement.

Patrick hasn’t pulled out of your pussy but he doesn’t fuck you again, he jostles his hips to find the most comfortable position for his softening cock to plug you up.

“Thank you, sweetheart.” He huffs and pushes you back down on all fours.

“You need your mouth taken care of too.” Art whines and squeezes his cock around the base, beckoning you closer with a ‘come hither’ gesture.

Said man is tenderly and carefully bundling up your hair in his arm and casting it aside, giving him ample space on your back to pet. He rubs the pink tip of his cock along your jawline, he gives you a fresh coat of lip gloss via his precum as he slaps your plump lips with his cockhead.

“It’s kinda like sucking off a dildo attached to a mirror, don’t think too hard about it.” Tashi tells you, crouching down to suck the small divot in your back.

She sits back in the cheap black hotel chair, shrugging her blouse off and pinching her nipples.

You moan at the first taste of Art’s cock, longer than Patrick’s but with less heft to it. You peer out of the corner of your eye to see if Tashi’s still watching, and you feel silly when you realize that she always is.

“Doing good, baby, keep it up.”

But that’s the thing, they’re all watching you now. It’s not hard to be a pathetic bottom that needs to be coddled and tended to at all times. It’s never difficult to stroke the fire in someone’s ego, you’ve had an easier job of that than anything else.

You saw them all together on the court, you were there for lessons that didn’t work out. Who knows how long ago, it feels like a lifetime, but all it took was one look to recognize what was destined to be yours. You couldn’t give less of a fuck about Tennis in actuality, but you sure do love the players.

They all have hearts in their eyes as they watch you. Art with his dick deep down your throat, his legs are trembling as he tries to stop himself from fucking your face. Patrick, still making a forever home for himself in your guts, his eyes are so dark you have to repress a shiver. And Tashi, knuckles deep in her pussy, finger fucking herself to the pretty little show her baby puts on with their toys.

When the boys are asleep, you’ll bounce on her ribbed strap until you shatter all over again.

Now, Is it cheating to win a game when people don’t realize that you're playing?

- faetreides 2024. do not repost, translate, or put my works into ai

[nanashiftz]

You don't choose to shift.

You don't create it.

You don't create your dr(s).

Your dr(s) don't magically appear once you shift.

The moment you GOT into shifting was when YOU SHIFTED. Meaning, you ALREADY DID the moment you discovered about it. You shifted to a reality where this opportunity was given to you. Now all you need to do is know your dr selves, friends, s/o are already there with you. They are living what you are scripting. You only need to align and act as if you're already there.

During the day, at school or at work or whatever, imagine you doing this in your dr instead. Imagine going to your hp school with ur friends. Or go to work, on a movie set if you're an actress, or get your Oscar, Billboard or whatever if you're famous. Its tough when you don't script every detail but if you're good at maladaptive daydreaming its not a problem. USE IT. Go to sleep as if you'll wake up there as any other day. If you don't- wdym you DO. You affirm it.

So Let's try something that you'll do starting tomorrow or next week:

- Script or think about a basic day you're experiencing in your reality you're shifting to. Work, activities, who you're with...

- during the day affirm throughout the day that you're there "isnt it wonderful to do this/be in my ideal reality" or whatever

-imagine your dr self so you, instead of your cr self doing whatever you're doing. Daydreaming, have fun in your imagination.

-go to sleep as if you're there, as if you have stuff to do tomorrow. Go to an award show, see your dr friend, fight enemies, have a date with your s/o..

And thats it. That's all you gotta do. Practice this with me and reblog or comment your success story, because you will have one.