Shifttok Is So Obsessed With Rationalizing Shifting. Literally Everything They Say Is Trying To Justify

things i ALWAYS script:

- i am 6'1

- my skin is always clear

- im buff but not body builder

- im charismatic and can hold a conversation (guys. im so awkward here.)

- i am a musical genius (IM A BAND, CHORUS, AND THEATER KID. TRIPLE HOMICIDE)

- im fluent in at least 3 languages (i just like languages bro)

- i can able to do school work extremely quick and i dont even have to think about it (i hate school)

- my teachers love me and suspect nothing of me (i hate school)

- i always have perfect attendance and grades (i hate school)

- sneaking out is super easy

- cigarettes dont affect me (stfu i like being cool without lung problems)

- people think im hilarious

- im extremely clever

- i know how to shoot a gun (im american /derog)

- a marching band (GUYS IM SORRY IM A BAND KID AND I CANT LIVE WITHOUT FLIPPING MY LITTLE FLAG)

- i never embarrass myself (i already stay up at night bc of my cr ok)

-i never run out of money (guys...)

- i never say or do anything problematic

- a musical career (if im not persuing music here, im persuing music everywhere else)

Hii!! Idk if you answer questions but if you do i have a questions that was on my mind for a LONG time.;

In my cr, i am asian. So if i script that i am from another asian country which isnt my cr country, does that count as race changing?? And is it wrong to do it?

TYSM IF YOU ANSWERR!! AND YOU CAN SKIP THE QUESTION IF YOU WANT!! IM SORRY FOR THE BOTHER😭😭

just found out i had a bunch of questions in my ask box lmao

first question: no, technically race changing is changing race, changing the country you're from would be your ethnicity

second question: there is no right and wrong, it's just what you're comfortable with doing. i personally don't give a shit about race changing because realities are infinite, theres going to be a reality where you're *insert race/ethnicity* anyway it just matters if you want to go to it.

you do you!

No one asked and I dunno what’s going to come out of this but I’m going batshit so fucking have at thee.

Jason creates lightning storms. It crackles across his skin, glows inside his veins. Thunder cracks the sky when he screams. He howls and prowls the ground like a wolf, hunched over and licking his teeth. His eyes glow. He’s haunting. He speaks to birds, coaxes them in close before snapping at them whole, scarfing down blood and bones and meat. Doesn’t care the mess on his mouth. Doesn’t care the mess on his hands.

Tornados ripple when he’s mad, rolling up from every angered breath he exhales. Summons lightning bolts from the sky and wields them in calloused reddened hands like swords and spears and daggers and bows and shields. It rains when he cries. Pours down viciously the longer his sadness last. The louder he cries, the harder it hits the ground. Forming hail that breaks the earth.

Manipulates the wind around him to run fast. One minute he’s there, the next he’s gone. He can pin you down with a look, steal the breath form your lungs and hold it vicious above your head as you wheeze and sob without sound and die.

His father is the god of justice and order and it’s like switch goes off in his mind. The Underworld conducts fairness on what it sees in your soul, the life you lived. He conducts justice on what he wants, what he thinks you deserve and Cupid screams as everything burns, his blood boiling under the heat of lightning wrapped around his body, as Jason floats above him, empty-eyed and rippling like a storm, until Nico screams at him to stop it. Pulls him down with shadowy tendrils, grabs the scepter, and drags Jason away into the shadows.

It’s only when Cupid no longer in his line of sight, his range of smell, his hearing perimeter, that he switches back on. Happy kind Jason who holds Nico’s hands and asks if he’s okay with gentle tones and assures him that no one will hate him if he chooses to come out with his feelings and Nico stares at bloodied teeth and glowing eyes and know it’s true because Jason wouldn’t let them.

When you ask him why he feels the need to bloody his hands and teeth and burn electricity along the skin of those who’ve done wrong, he will simply say, “They deserved it.” Camp quickly beats this out of him with demands of regality and logic and snappish tongues and people cowering away from him so harshly he gets upset but there are moments where his eyes glow a bit too much and they fear the return of a bloodied six year old sitting hunched over like a dog atop a pile of groaning, moaning, dying bodies because they dared to call his friend names.

He’ll torture you and see nothing wrong with it. Find the electricity inside your skin and electrocute you without touching. Ramp it up by ten, by a hundred and watch you cook from the inside out. Grappling him down does nothing. He shouts and you splatter.

He’s inhuman, a god among demigods, a wolf among sheep. A predator through and through. He smiles more than stares the older he gets but the campers know what he is and they watch him emerge from Mount Othrys thrumming with the same kind of energy he had when the wolves threw him to them. Blood smeared on his mouth and hands, golden as the weapons that they grip tighter in their hands with every pounding step he takes forward.

And he smiles and laughs and it’s manic and horrifying and with the thrill of defeating a Titan single-handed still rolling through him like a live wire, everyone else goes down. All enemies burned out and emptied. Gasping for breaths that never come. Struck down by lightning. Blown apart by determined bursts of air.

And Jason is standing there in the carnage, delighted. His laughter sounds like howls. The wind rockets against him, the air, the sky, the rain, the clouds - it all twists against his skin and heals his wounds, heals his bruises, invigorates him over and over again to burn, to break, to destroy, until all their enemies are justly defeated and he can confidently declare the war is won.

Order, they realize, comes in many forms.

This is Jason’s.

Hi! I'm a brand new shifter (kind of...I started at the end of last year and then stopped and I decided to start again two days ago) Anyway, I was just wondering if you have any tips or advice because shifttok is so confusing with all the different methods and opinions...🩵

my biggest piece of advice would be do what you want! do what you want, go where you want. dont want to do a method? dont! want to listen to a 7 hour long video essay instead of a subliminal while you shift, do that. shift awake, shift asleep, do what you want. really just do want you think is best for you to shift.

i realize it must be hard to be so lax about something where theres no set rules but think about it like art. we all have our own methods but we all get there in the end.

most people i've seen say that their closest attempt to shifting was when they just said fuck it and went to sleep. me included. most of me shifting is just me going "time to shift" and then taking a nap. works like 30% of the time.

update:

i shifted the next night but it was only for a little bit because my boyfriend was getting a little too emotionally vunerable so i shifted back lolol

ALSO

TRY IT. ITS LITERALLY SO GOOD!! no other meditation could help me with clearing my head but THIS?? i cannot promote it more. also her voice doesnt make me fall asleep like 3 seconds into the video its great

MINI SHIFTING STORY

so basically i was sleeping and i woke up before my alarm which like never happens and i was kinda panicked because i was like, "omfg i need to go record with stefan" which struck me as weird because

1. i dont make videos??

2. who the fuck is stefan

so when i really started waking up, i feel someone behind me trying to keep me in bed so immediately i was like, oh i shifted.

but as soon as i realized i was like, "aw i was really looking forward to doing smth in my cr today" and i ended up back here soooo..

extra:

stefan is part of the teosgame gang and he hasn't been featured as much on the channel anymore which is why i thought it was so weird i thought of him

the method i used was quite literally just gaslighting myself. i'm in college in my dr and since i fall asleep really fast i just go like

"i need to sleep early i have 12 pm classes tmr and i wake up really late"

"i need to remember to post my vid tmr morning bc i have a competition and i cant post it in the afternoon"

"i need to practice my routine, i dont have that rifle toss down yet"

stuff like that

end of beginning rlly hits diff when ur a shifter

like yeah, these dr selves r different from my cr but not in a new person way, but it in the same way that ur elementary school self is different from you now

“cringe emo phase” you is still the same person as “finally know how to dress” you

dr you is still the same person as cr you

༊*·˚ i love shifters.

༊*·˚ i love shifters who post storytimes & edits.

༊*·˚ i love shifters who are private about their drs.

༊*·˚ i love shifters with novel length scripts.

༊*·˚ i love shifters who don’t script.

༊*·˚ i love shifters who have shifted.

༊*·˚ i love shifters who haven’t shifted.

༊*·˚ i love shifters who try every night.

༊*·˚ i love shifters who haven’t tried in a while or are on a break.

༊*·˚ i love shifters with s/o’s.

༊*·˚ i love shifters without s/o’s.

༊*·˚ i love shifters who write scenarios and self-inserts.

༊*·˚ i love shifters who don’t write scenarios.

༊*·˚ i love shifters with a million drs.

༊*·˚ i love shifters with one dr.

༊*·˚ i love fem shifters.

༊*·˚ i love masc shifters.

༊*·˚ i love androgynous shifters.

༊*·˚ i love shifters of all shapes and sizes.

༊*·˚ i love shifters who doubt.

༊*·˚ i love shifters who have been trying for years.

༊*·˚ i love you all.

the way shifting made me love existing is just so ??? like who would've ever thought.

it makes me wanna look at that hurt version of myself who loathes the very thought of her own existence and tell her 'seeeeee? i told youuu'

SHIFTING STORY

so basically i didnt have a script but i think i mightve been in new york? new york if new york had a shit ton of beaches and good weather.

i shifted for longer than i have any other time but not really that long, maybe a few minutes.

i was in the beach and i started walking back to my apartment(? im assuming bc i have an apartment in my cr and most of my drs but i never got there)

basically there were no fucking traffic laws so i almost got run over while crossing the street. three times. and i saw my sister hanging out w her friends

then i saw my friend in the park but he was a fucking nerd for some reason. (hes a popular guy in my cr so i was weirded out)

then we watched the sunset and i started walking home in the dark and props to this reality bc even tho they were all shit drivers, i could walk alone at night safely.

then i shifted back! woohoo

if you think shifting is lucid dreaming, i don’t care. if you think shifting is astral projection, i don’t care. if you shift for minors, i don’t care. if you shift for adults, i don’t care. if you don’t believe in shifting, i don’t care.

i have no idea why people are putting in energy to police shifting when they haven’t even shifted themselves. put that effort into yourself / shifting. their beliefs & journey may not look like yours & that’s okay bc it’s not yours !!