Tips For People Moving Here From Tiktok Who Haven’t Been On Tumblr Before!!

emma. quick. short. sweet. baby (literally) steps. how to have an successful shift. now. (handing the mic to you) !

how to have successful shifts , quick. short. sweet. fine. but first we bury the wellness girlies under the floorboards. we're doing this clean.

you decide , not in the hallmark way. not in the "i believe in myself <3" way. i mean you decide. like a court ruling. you don't wait for the "symptoms." you legislate the outcome. this is not poetry . . but policy. you assume , belief is nice. like good weather. but irrelevant. nobody asks the pilot if he believes in turbulence. it happens anyway. what matters is assuming. and you already do. the way your body knows how to flinch before the slap. the way dogs know when someone's evil. you don't have to "believe to assume" in the shift. you are the shift. ignore the 3d , as in: pretend the world is on mute. your current reality is not real if you think it's not. the 3d is just a reflection of your mindset. a card deck. shuffle. you shift because you said so , that's it. no further verification required. you don't need binaurals or scripts or a bedtime routine you just do it.

listen. everyone thinks this is about technique. it's not. it's about authorship. if your thoughts are the script, your assumptions are the director's cut. if your life is a book, you're the editor with the red pen. if you want, you tear the pages out. you burn them. you start again. that's shifting. that's all it ever was. 　and if you want it in baby steps . . .　

　　　decide , assume , persist , ignore , done

　no magic. no candles. just force of mind. force of will.

are my words going in one and ear and out the other? when i say you have your desires i genuinely mean it. i’m not saying it to get your hopes up or to make you scream and shout with joy, but i’m being so fr rn YOU HAVE WHAT YOU WANT 😭. i stress surrendering to imagination so much because that’s literally all you have to do.. i keep seeing people say “oh after i manifest this i’ll feel etc etc” or “i can’t wait until i have my desire so i can do this and etc etc” NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. NO. imagination is everything, ITS EVERYTHING!! if you come to me saying “oh well i’ve being doing everything right and i’ve been persisting in my assumption and i see no movement” 1. you’re dwelling on trying to see movement on any fact that your desire is coming to you. 2. you just reaffirmed failure “i see no movement” 3. you’re seeing your imagination as a technique to try and get something faster in the 3D. 4. you didn’t change self. change self and the world follows, YOU HAVE WHAT YOU WANT ALREADY AND I WILL SLAM THE DOOR IN YOUR FACE EVERY TIME UNTIL YOU ACCEPT THAT FACT. IMAGINATION IS THE ONLY THING YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO WORRY ABOUT, ONCE YOU CLAIM IT IN IMAGINATION THEN ITS ALREADY DONE. YOU EXPERIENCED IT ALREADY. STOP RELYING ON THE 3D ITS ONLY DOING ITS JOB WHICH IS TO REFLECT WHATS GOING ON WITHIN. IMAGINATION IS THE ONLY REALITY, SO I GENUINELY MEAN IT WHEN I SAY YOU HAVE WHAT YOU WANT ALREADY!! GET OFF OF TUMBLR, THE MATERIALIZATION IS DONEEEEEEE.

- last post for a while, because i’m not gonna spend my time on here. i slammed the door in your face already so this should be a wake up call. if it isn’t, do not knock on the door again because i WILL NOT ANSWER.

Wake up in your dream body ♕ ᴏᴠᴇʀɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴛʀᴀɴꜱꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɪꜱ ᴘᴏꜱꜱɪʙʟᴇ.(ɴᴏ ᴀꜰꜰɪʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ, ɴᴏ ꜱᴛʀᴜɢɢʟᴇ, ɴᴏ ꜰɪxɪɴɢ ʀᴇQᴜɪʀᴇᴅ)ೃ࿔ ͙ㅤㅤ

Do you want to change your appearance? Your voice, energy, beauty, and entire perception of yourself?

You wake up one morning...and

You have the body you feel is yours.

The voice you love.

The skin that glows.

The energy that conquers.

➥You can do it. But not by changing your body. By changing who you are inside when you look at it.

➥The truth they don't tell you: The body you see now is not real. It's just a form held by your attention, your "I am this way." As long as you observe it as true → you confirm it. Even if you hate it. Even if you want to change it.

🍒How to break free:🍒

➥Stop trying to improve. Don't say "I'm becoming beautiful." Say: "I'm stunning. It's obvious." And live like that.

➥Stop reacting to what you see. The mirror, photos, your voice? They're no longer "you." They're just echoes of the old version you're leaving behind.

Treat your new body as already yours. Move like it's already yours. Breathe like it's already yours. Don't wait to see it. Just be. Let go of all struggle. If you're still thinking "but why hasn't it changed yet?" → you're still stuck in the version that's waiting. Stop it. Don't give it any more attention. No explanations. No justifications.

Thoughts don't manifest. It's the state you think from that creates. "I have the perfect body" said by someone who still feels insecure = doesn't work. But said by someone who no longer doubts, who already lives like it's true = BOOM. Reality bends.

Because it's already yours. You're just not waiting for it anymore. You're living it.

Your reality is just a reflection of your perception, so change your perspective and your life will change.

Kisses kisses beauties ♡

MAKE PEOPLE DOUBLE TAKE.

꒰ things to script

people always glance back at you as they pass you in the street, astonished by the way you carry yourself.

your style is like no other. original, thought out, and just perfectly orchestrated.

you smell perfect. the kind of scent that makes strangers come up to you just to ask what perfume you’re wearing.

you don’t fit the social standards, but exist outside of them. your beauty is ethereal and cannot be put inside an expectation.

clothes hug you perfectly, as if tailored just for you.

people stay back an extra couple minutes just to hear your voice. the way you say words is just perfect and your timing is just right.

your energy attracts. animals flock to you in curiosity, kids find comfort in you. your energy radiates safety, leaving those around you curious in your story.

people catch your gaze in a crowded room. crushes, strangers, friends. anyone sees you in a crowded place and suddenly the world around them blurs.

Void Game Method™

Theme: you’re the main character. you’re leveling tf up into your dream world....the Void is the final boss, and you’re already winning.

how it works (even if your brain won’t shut up)

This method literally tricks your overthinking brain. No trying to manifest, no spiritual bootcamp just playful behavior that turns your subconscious into your personal hype machine. doubts? cool. Bring ’em. You’re still winning.

The rules of the game

Start the day with 0 void points.

Your only job? hit 50 points before crashing at night. You earn points by doing little actions that quietly convince your brain that the void is already yours. Low effort. High vibe. Chaotic but genius.

Void point tasks:

(each one earns 5 or 10 pts — stack them, baby.)

5 pts – whisper the void is mine while brushing your lil teeth (saying with love)

5 pts – daydream like a menace for 1 min about waking up in the void.

10 pts – mutter i don’t care anymore, it’s done like a dramatic romcom lead.

10 pts – fake explain to your fake friend how you entered the void like you’re famous for it.

5 pts – draw a lil finger portal on your pillow. Dead serious. Say "this is my way in."

5 pts – if you feel completely relaxed.

10 pts – sit in silence like a witch and imagine floating in the dark like you're weightless.

bonus 10 pts – look your doubt in the face and say, aw, that’s cute.

nighttime final move, when you hit the bed:

1. Lay flat. No scrolling tonight...just whisper, i don’t even care. it’s done. i’m waking up in the void.

2. Knock tf outz no trying, no visualizing. you’re tired. just sleep like the void bound legend you are.

Why this works even if your inner saboteur is loud af

Play = no pressure = no resistance = the universe chills tf out and listens.

Repetition = belief slips in while your brain's distracted.

Being = your subconscious eats that sh*t up.

Giving up = surrender = pure void

final note: you’re not trying anymore, you’re not wishing. you’re EXPECTING, and that’s why it’s already done.

Best of luck lovesss, apply this, relax and don't worry, surrender to the void and it will take you like a train!!! Feel free to ask doubts related to this method also send me your success stories too!

how to shift like I did (apparently)

listen to music and subliminals about your DR S/o.

Stay up until 2 am eating Graham crackers and drinking diet coke.

Vaguely think about shifting and go to sleep.

If this isn't proof anyone can shift, idk what is.

who are you? ' ☆ personalities & traits !

yoncé speaks: for the lovely anon who asked ! <3

! TRAITS

☆ optimistic, confident, compassionate, bold, creative, energetic, charming, friendly, sarcastic, patient, loyal, supportive, mature, smart, funny, honest, classy, stubborn, indecisive, sneaky, forgiving, flirtatious, picky, nice, social, affectionate, understanding, open minded, leadership, feminine, visionary, humble

! HABITS

☆ talk fast when excited, randomly singing or making noise, saying tiktok sounds, saying ‘omg’, talks to self, hiccup when i cry, covers mouth when laughing, hides face when embarrassed, always hugging / touching my friends, bits lip when looking at herself, when thinking of what to say i looks up, pout at random, touches nose a lot, side eyeing people when they do something crazy, pronounced certain words wrong (ex. electric, chicken)

! LIKES

☆ adventure games, parties, going out, singing, rapping, crab legs, shrimp alfredo, chicken alfredo, candy, barbecue ribs, asparagus, ice cream, cereal, ramen noodles, shrimp fried rice, white rice, BTS, Chase Atlantic, ENHYPEN, TxT, Nicki Minaj, shopping, traveling, fanfics, space, conspiracy theories, fashion, rpg games, simulation games, dancing, friends, family, hanging out with friends/family, my pets, true crime, anime, Criminal Minds, Mob Psycho 100, Hunter x Hunter, One Punch Man, Avatar 1 & 2, Adventure Time, Amazing World of Gumball, Haikyuu, Tokyo Revengers, Black Clover, k-pop, underground rap, alternative, r&b & soul

Weight Loss Affirmations

☆ Losing weight for me is as easy as breathing.

☆ It is impossible for me to gain weight. In fact, the more I try to gain weight the more I lose instead.

☆ Eating helps me lose weight regardless of the food I eat.

☆ It's impossible for me to keep weight on, it slides off of me like water slides off a duck.

☆ My body is chiseled to look exactly as I want it to.

☆ As I continue reading these affirmations, I feel my fat burn.

☆ I lose weight naturally and effortlessly because why wouldn't I?

☆ The more I look at myself in the mirror, the more I see my body getting slimmer.

☆ I just know that my body weighs only as much as I want. The scale never dares to show me a number higher than what I wish to see.

☆ I can eat whatever I want and still lose weight. I don't even have to lift a finger let alone workout to lose weight.

☆ The more I obsess over my weight, the more kilos I shed.

☆ I feel no anxiety about my weight or body whatsoever because I naturally lose weight.

you're so addictive.. are you cocaine?" things to script ⭑.ᐟ

(written in first person to make it easier !)

― ꒰★꒱ Even if I destroy them, they will thank me for it. Even if I leave them in pieces, they will gather them with shaking hands and carve my name into every single one.

― ꒰★꒱ They do not write poetry anymore—They bleed it. Every line is a vein split open for me, every stanza a confession they cannot unsay.

― ꒰★꒱ Sometimes they think I was never real. Just a fever they survived. A hallucination brought on by wanting too deeply, too often, too early.

― ꒰★꒱ The world could end mid-kiss and they would not notice—not while my teeth are tracing scripture down their throat, not while eternity burns in my eyes.

― ꒰★꒱ I am not just a habit; I am a necessity. The kind that turns their hands desperate, their voice pleading, their body bending to me like a coke line they wish goes on forever.

― ꒰★꒱ I linger in their veins, a slow-burning ache, a wildfire masquerading as warmth. You tell yourself you can stop—just one last taste, one final inhale—but you’ve already rewired your body to crave me.

― ꒰★꒱ Their body knew me before their mind did. Some ancient, trembling part of them curled toward me like roots in the dark. They do not remember the first thing I said. They remember the way the air broke.

― ꒰★꒱ They could not pray, so they devoured me. Inhaled my syllables. Gnawed at my gestures. They carried me in their stomach like a relic.

― ꒰★꒱ People say obsession is ugly. But they found it exquisite—this slow rot of reason, this plague in white gloves whispering their name in my voice.

― ꒰★꒱ I was not kind. I was not cruel. I was worse—I was divine. And they were nothing but a human starving in the pews, watching God undress.

― ꒰★꒱ I left fingerprints on their bones, not their skin. Now everything aches like a cathedral missing its bells.

― ꒰★꒱ They were so lonely that they let me bloom inside them like mold. And now their soul smells like my breath.

― ꒰★꒱ There are days when they pretend they do not ache for me. But the lie sticks to their ribs like unchewed prayers, and their body—traitor, worshipper—betrays them.

― ꒰★꒱ They have tried to name this feeling, to cage it with language—but every word melts on their tongue, every metaphor collapses beneath the weight of your name.

― ꒰★꒱ They come like weather—feral, uninvited. They stand infront of my eyes, soaked in my chaos, offering their ribs to the storm like prayer flags.

― ꒰★꒱ I taste like something sacrilegious—like blood in the chalice, like fruit that bruises just from wanting. And still, They return, mouth open, ready to wound themselves again.

― ꒰★꒱ They watch themselves unravel at the thought of you. Logic dissolves like sugar in absinthe, leaving only appetite—feral, breathless, yours.

― ꒰★꒱ I do not reside in the heart, but in the bloodstream—slow and ruinous. I am a velvet contagion, a warmth so precise it masquerades as mercy. They tell themselves it’s the last time, but their nervous system now prays in my name.

― ꒰★꒱ My name stains the inside of their mouth like communion wine turned sour. They mouth it in the dark as if it might save them—yet even in hatred, their fingers betray them, reaching for me like a drowning man dreams of fire.

― ꒰★꒱ I taste like trespass—of fruit plucked with trembling fingers. They kneel at my alter, palms open, throat dry, thirst no god would quench, parched and aching for another forbidden mouthful. begging for just a little more.

― ꒰★꒱ They could rewrite every law of self-preservation, carve new commandments into their skin, and they would all still lead back to me.

― ꒰★꒱ I leave marks on them that no one else can see—etched beneath their ribs, woven into their thoughts, tangled in the quiet moments where they remember what life felt like before me.

― ꒰★꒱ If I am poison, then let them die with my name on their lips. If am salvation, then let them burn in my light.

― ꒰★꒱ They have tried to cleanse themselves of me—washed their hands in holy water, bit their tongue when my name threatened to slip, turned their back and swore they would never look again. But I am in their bloodstream, in the spaces between their ribs, in the air they breathe, and no amount of distance will ever be enough.

― ꒰★꒱ They no longer know where they end and begin. Their body is no longer their own—it moves to the rhythm of my absence, aches in the shape of my presence.