I Dont Even Like Tea But Ill Chug This Down So Fast, Tysm For The Help Im Trying Out Today

once I get one of those it's over

𖦹°. ‧bag pins & buttons part2.

this is actually so extremely necessary and motivating, where were you during 2020 shifttok

✶ things i learned from shifting. . . as someone who's shifted.

i , the hardest part is pretending it's hard : shifting is not a herculean task. it's not climbing everest barefoot or decoding the voynich manuscript. it's deciding you're done with the mundane and stepping into the divine. every time you say, "i can't shift," you're just playing a trick on yourself. a bit like insisting you don't know how to breathe until someone reminds you. (spoiler: you do.)

ii , time is a house of mirrors :  when you shift, you're not "leaving" this reality. you're just walking down another hallway. it feels linear until you turn, and suddenly you're face-to-face with yourself, or a version of you that's holding a cat and wearing thigh-high boots. time is bendy. it's pliable. it's like clay, in a way. it's an obedient servant if you tell it to be.

iii , belief is your first-class ticket :  you don’t need a spell, a potion, or a seven-step guide. you just need belief. conviction is the real magic here. call it delusion if you like. i call it decisive manifesting. and trust me, i've shifted while feeling like a hollow shell of a human. belief doesn’t have to roar.

iv , you can't outrun yourself : shift all you want, but the core of you, the you that laughs too hard, cries too often, and loves too much, comes along for the ride. your dr self isn’t some perfect barbie doll version of you. they're you, but in technicolour. the grass is greener, but you're still the one who's walking barefoot on it.

v , failing is still shifting :  every attempt you call a failure is still a step closer to mastering it. you don’t beat yourself up for dreaming weird dreams, do you? so why do it here? your mind’s just warming up, stretching its muscles. let it stumble. even if you "fail," you’re still playing the game, and that counts.

vi , nothing is as serious as it seems :  shifting is playful, silly, camp. you’re choosing realities where you’re a pureblood gryffindor or dating a young peter parker!! have fun with it. get deranged. be the girl who giggles when thinking about her dr instead of sulking. make it ridiculous and extravagant. you’re literally bending reality to your will. why not make it a soap opera?

vii , you’re never ‘too much' : the universe doesn’t care if you want to rule a kingdom or live quietly in a cottage by the sea. your desires are never too loud, too big, or too weird. you are expansive. your mind was built for this. ask for it all, then ask for more.

viii , shifting is a love letter to yourself :  it’s saying, "i believe in you," over and over, in different fonts, languages, and realities. it’s the grandest way to love yourself, to say you deserve the universe and every parallel one, too.

ix , reality is a suggestion, not a rule :  the same way you decide to wear eyeliner and not cry in it, you decide what’s real. you decide the boundaries, the limits, the laws. shift as easily as you breathe because that’s what it is: life, but on your terms.

x , trust the multiverse, and trust yourself :  the multiverse knows what it’s doing, but so do you. trust that you’re aligned with everything you’re seeking and that everything you’re seeking is also seeking you. it’s not just about waiting for the stars to align. . . it’s about knowing that you are the one aligning them. believe that the shift is already happening, because it is. all you have to do is show up for it.

now, stop doubting and go.

he's always cuter in the mangas

I think about this all the time.

AWNNN he's so cute cute, I live for those types of designs

just realized i have free will

Before shiggy would kill Aizawa he would ask for an autograph

Once I figure out how to differentiate between romantic and platonic feelings, it’s OVER for you bitches.

OMG THIS!!! I often think abt this cause it's literally one os the saddest things ever and it kills me inside every time I think about it

imagine him having to learn basically everything from the internet, cause he probably was the most chronically online person ever, and this is just depressing

and we know how shitty the internet is so just imagine all the stuff he probably came across at such a young age and had no one to come and explain things better or just help him avoid some sort of things

idk, maybe the internet thing is not that big of a deal but as someone who grew up incredibly unsupervised online this messed up my head in so many ways this fact is always stuck in my head

Tenko being alone sucks

Tenko spent most of his life in isolation without anyone to be affectionate towards and feel affection from. He was five when he got took in by afo and twenty/twenty one when he got the league together. THATS STILL AROUND FIFTEEN YEARS OF BEING ALONE; and for what?!? Being a puppet for afo? Kill me. The majority of his life was probably spent silently longing for something, someone, because that’s what humans do!!!! They crave connection, communication, a community. He got none of that until he was already an adult, skipping his childhood, a very important part for human development. I couldn’t imagine ANYONE who would spent at least one year mostly alone and turn out fine. I know this is talked about a lot already but I want to keep talking about it. no friends or family to simply be around, no one to teach him about the simple things of life, he had to go through so many phases alone; and sure maybe he had an online friend or two, but there’s only so much closure you can get through a screen. how many times do you think this boy has been told ‘I love you’ or ‘I’m proud of you’ GENUINELY. This hits a little too close to home for me and I just wanted to yap about it. I’d love to hear any other thoughts as well :)!

The only thing holding you back from shifting is believing that there’s something holding you back.

how do you feel knowing I cried reading this

Thinking about…

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Tomura who loves you so damn much but he really doesn't know how to show it. He’s not one for physical touch, especially in the beginning. He’s…scared, to put it simply. He doesn’t want to risk a repeat of what happened in the past. Doesn’t want to risk losing you. No, he loves you too much.

And that's why he put so much more effort into attempting to control his quirk, and when that didn’t work, he turned it into discipline. He trained himself to be nimble and precise, always knowing where and how to move his hands so that they could never hurt you.

So when he finally has the courage to hold your hand, his pinky slightly lifted up and away from your skin, he finds himself falling in love all over again. Your hand fits in his just perfectly, and your skin is so much softer than his, even if there's scabs or scars, hell, even if you have a skin conduction, he can't help but think your hands are perfect.

He doesn’t stop there. Once you two begin to get more comfortable with each other, you begin to learn his love language isn’t throwing random insults he doesn't mean, but rather, physical touch. He can’t keep his hands off you, always wanting to be near and next to you, holding your hand, leaning against you, anything.

When you’re idly sitting on the couch, he’ll sit right next to you, and when I mean next to you, you better believe he’s not leaving an inch of space between you. His thigh is pressed against you almost uncomfortably, his arm is thrown over your shoulder and bringing you closer, his hand gently rubbing small circles into your shoulder.

When you’re laying in bed together, he'll bring you close to his chest, smelling your hair brazenly with long obnoxious sniffs. He’d kiss your face, purposefully rubbing his dry skin against you, both to irritate you and to nuzzle into you like a weird cat. He throws his legs over yours, tangling them together under the sheets as he mumbles something inherently about some new game he started playing.

Oh, but it doesn't stop there. He’s so obnoxious now that he has the confidence to touch you. Always standing next to you, holding you hand even when you’re busy or talking to someone. Often more than not,  you have to smack him away while you’re busy with something else, but you always feel so bad after, when he gives you these sad little eyes :(

Tomura, who really has a bad staring problem. Even from across the room you can see him staring, his red eyes narrowing like a cats whenever you purposefully ignore him, and sometimes you swear you could see little cat ears flattening along his head. But really, he does all this because he loves you. And you wouldn't have it any other way.

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A/N: uughhh sorry ive been so dead!!! once again...writers block..