🌟 A Journey Of Hope: An Update From Mosab 🌟

This was basically the whole plot of the movie

I got this idea at 3am.

No, I won't elaborate further

for those who worry about constantly adding things to their script:

those “new ideas” are actually your memories from your DR

you’re not changing that reality because it already exist

you’re simply remembering stuff

you are connecting to that DR

I love how this shot of Jax sulking away got people theorizing and making miles long posts about his Sad Backstory™ and Trauma™

ONLY FOR IT TO TURN OUT THAT HE IS MAD THAT HE DIDN'T GET TO CAUSE CHAOS AND DESTRUCTION.

Man, I love you Gooseworx, you don't disappoint, you absolute madwoman.

what personally helped me in my shifting journey.

ʚɞ i learned that nothing is truly needed. it was always about want. if i didn’t want to do something, i didn’t do it. simple.

ʚɞ i formed my own opinions and beliefs. i would always follow what other people said about shifting and never really tried to think of what i personally believed.

ʚɞ i learned not to care about doubts or limited beliefs— which is easier said than done. i think it’s so easy for me because i know doubts will not slow down my journey. i know i have the ability to shift whenever i want to, no matter what.

ʚɞ misinformation truly didn’t matter to me anymore. even if you have been fed with misinformation, you can still shift either way. because there is no right or wrong way to shift— i think just clearing your mind and getting rid of that misinformation is more freeing instead of it being required.

ʚɞ i stopped looking for proof. i would always try to shift just because i wanted to prove it to people, but i realized i didn’t need to prove anything to anyone. shifting is a personal journey, they can find proof themselves. i will prove it to myself instead

ʚɞ i stopped looking for the “key” to shifting. every night i would open tumblr, looking for advice that would somehow make everything click. girl, everything already clicked. i know what i need, or WANT to know. and there is no key to shifting, why would there be a key if there’s nothing to unlock?

ʚɞ i don’t think of it as imagining, i think of it as remembering. those are my memories. they aren’t just daydreams, that is already my life. i experienced that. i am always in my DR.

ʚɞ when you’re living your life in your DR, all it takes is a simple decision if you want to go back to your CR. “i want to go back,” and you will go back. i think of shifting to my DR the same way. it’s all a decision— and it’s instant.

real

making edits of my desired realities is my therapy btw

shush they’re huddling

jinx and isha visit a walmart

💚💚

3:15 (BREATHE) | eren j.

summary. there was something about dancing with eren at 3:15 in the morning.

genre. fluff, canon diverging

warnings. slow dancing, kisses, mentions food, lmk if i missed anything

pairing. eren x gn!reader

word count. 322

note. lol this is what i want to happen to me

you both couldn’t sleep, so here you were, dancing in the kitchen with eren. his hands were on your hips, holding you close as he whispered the lyrics spilling from his phone. his forehead pressed against yours, his loose hair tickling your ears as he swayed with you. his striking eyes were closed, unable to see how you stared at him like he hung the stars and the moon.

the smell of banana bread and chocolate in the air around you mixed with the heat of eren’s arms made your head fuzzy with comfort. you leaned into his hold, burying your face into his neck. his skin was soft and warm with the scent of his cologne. his voice was gentle as he sang to you, humming slightly when you wound your arms around his back so you could tangle your fingers in his hair.

the waves of deep chestnut were soft under the pads of your fingers, proof he’d been using your conditioner. the tips of his own rubbed soothing circles into your hips, skin meeting skin underneath the shirt you had stolen from him. he ducked his head down to press a kiss to your jaw.

he took a deep breath. you smelled like him.

he moved to press another kiss to the corner of your lips, smiling teasingly when you frowned at him. “you missed.” you muttered, digits locking behind his neck. “did i?” he hummed, leaning down again and pressing his lips against your own this time. “how about now?” he whispered, hand coming up to cup your jaw, thumb brushing your bottom lip. 

“you got it this time,” you uttered breathlessly, staring into the turquoise depths of his eyes. he really was beautiful. he smiled giddily at you, lips kissing the tip of your nose briefly before he was spinning you in a circle and back into his arms, beaming when you laughed happily at his antics.

dadhazard 2023. do not rewrite, repost, modify, or translate.

(y/n) fighting against Choso

Choso: *showing his abs after piercing through Yuji*

(y/n): *staring at him shamelessly* Wait, do that again.

Choso: Piercing through your friends liver?

(y/n): Nah, show me that abs!

Choso: *bamboozled* I'm here to kill you.

Yuji: *too stunned to speak* Can you stop glaring and fight, (y/n)!?

(y/n): believe me, I'm trying.