as someone with alot of self insert OC’s, shifting is a way to experience stories without writing them.
YOU ARE THE REASON
trying on a metaphor
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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Misplaced Lens Cap

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Kaledo Art

Product Placement

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as someone with alot of self insert OC’s, shifting is a way to experience stories without writing them.

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There is another deck called Hard Truths that I have my eye on as well. I maybe do a double feature review on both decks.
𝓝𝓸 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓫𝓵𝓮𝓶. 𝓘 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓮. 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾. 𝓙 𝓪𝓶 𝓶𝓮.
The Backyard Gang!
I know Ferb's canon teenage design was based of a fanon design, but still his teen design SCREAMS Tumblr. You just know this design was influenced by the Doctor Who craze. Ferb was British as a joke at first but I think they realized with the teenage design "oh the American youth fetishize British culture to the point of aesthetics." Then they just gave Ferb the David Tennant Harry Styles treatment by making him the ONLY teen with a suit vest on him mhm I see what they were going for Keep Calm and Ferb On
They almost put him in a full suit but I guess that would have been TOO obviously David Tennant

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I completely understand Ferb expressing that he's neither a "Brit or Yank" is to say he's not more tied to his American family or his British family, he's Ferb and they're BOTH his family.
But also it sounds punk as hell out of context, he's so anti-establishment that he rejects America AND the UK. That's fucking sick bro
more PnF gang HC for their pre-teen teen years
+ Phineas doesn’t curse. Never has, never will; he’d rather not
+ On the other hand, Ferb curses more frequently and the two do this funny ‘finishing each other's sentences’ but Ferb curses for him hehe just thought it would be a cute idea
+ Buford gets piercings and eventually tattoos. I was kinda imagining him having mainly ear pericings but I also really like the idea of snake bites for him (also someone said small gauges and I fw that)
+ Isabella’s style is real 2000s’ Y2K. I know this show takes place in the earlier 2000s’ but by the time they’re in high school, that style is from a few years ago. Also I imagine her more flat chested with that slimmer figure that fits the 2000s’ tanks and jeans (should I draw this?)
+ Baljeet is BEATING PEOPLE OFF WITH A BROOM. He grows quite nicely into his looks and gets asked out by pretty much anyone who breathes. He’s not interested but he’s extremely flattered
+ Also Candace and Jeremy end up switching roles in their relationship where Candace become the more masculine presenting and Jeremy more feminine presenting (girlboss x malewife atp)
feel free to disagree; I feel like these fit some of their characteristics :)
Your shadow traits and hidden strengths
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There’s a version of you that doesn’t smile for the light a version that hides in the quiet corners, behind polite words and practiced strength. That version knows the taste of envy, fear, exhaustion, pride. It knows how to build walls so tall that even love has to bleed to climb them. But shadow doesn’t mean weakness it means depth. It’s where your power lives, raw and unpolished. In this reading, we’re not looking for perfection. We’re turning toward the darker mirror the one that shows you as you truly are: flawed, hungry, magnificent. Here, we uncover the parts of you that ache to be seen your shadow traits, your hidden strengths, and the strange, sacred alchemy that happens when you learn to love the chaos within you.
Pile 1
You’ve always known how to command a room, even when you didn’t mean to. There’s something magnetic about your energy the kind that draws others in before you even speak. But beneath that charisma lies your shadow: control. You like things to move according to your design, and when life refuses to obey, it burns. You’ve built walls out of efficiency, out of competence, out of pride. You tell yourself it’s discipline and it is but it’s also a way to keep yourself from feeling the ache of vulnerability. You’ve learned to mistake control for safety, and power for peace.
Your strength, though, is in your vision. You’re not afraid to dream big to see a future no one else can quite imagine. When you walk away from things that no longer serve you, it’s rarely graceful, but it’s necessary. You’re built for reinvention. Every ending you’ve endured has been a test of your ability to rebuild yourself stronger. Yet your shadow whispers that if you don’t hold everything together, it’ll all collapse and that fear keeps you running, striving, proving. But here’s the truth: not everything needs your control. Sometimes your greatest act of power is surrender.
Your hidden strength is in your ability to turn pain into progress. You can take disappointment and transmute it into something beautiful, something lasting. You might not always trust people, but you trust growth. You understand that mastery doesn’t come from perfection it comes from persistence, from showing up when the world feels heavy. The part of you that’s tired of always being the strong one is also the part of you that’s ready to expand. Let yourself be seen in the cracks that’s where your real magic lives.
When you learn to loosen your grip, you’ll find that your brilliance doesn’t fade. It deepens. You’ll still build empires, still lead, still shine but now, you’ll do it without the weight of needing to control every outcome. That’s your evolution: power, redefined not as dominance, but as trust.
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Pile 2
You’re a dreamer and a survivor two halves of a paradox that often pull you in opposite directions. Your shadow is illusion: you see what you want to see, and sometimes, you get lost there. You’ve learned to wear calm like armor, but beneath it, your emotions swirl like an undertow. You crave depth, connection, meaning yet there’s a part of you that clings to stability, afraid of losing what little control you have. You hide behind logic when your heart becomes too loud, convincing yourself that silence is strength.
But here’s the quiet truth: your shadow isn’t the enemy. It’s your fear of being seen in your vulnerability that keeps you small. You fear that if people knew how deeply you feel, how easily you shatter, they’d leave. So, you become self-contained, neat, polished. Yet that containment is your cage. You’re capable of piercing insight of seeing through illusion, both in yourself and in others. But sometimes, you use that clarity like a blade, cutting down feelings before they can bloom.
Your hidden strength is in your emotional intelligence. You have the rare gift of empathy that doesn’t just understand it absorbs. When you channel that into creation, conversation, or healing, you become transformative. But your challenge is to stop confusing control with safety. You can’t protect yourself from feeling without also numbing your joy. Your growth will come when you learn to open, even when it hurts, even when it’s uncertain.
When you face your fears head-on the fear of loss, the fear of being misunderstood, the fear of your own intensity you’ll find freedom. You’ll discover that your heart was never a liability. It’s your compass. You don’t need to shrink your emotions to survive; you need to wield them. Your shadow was never about weakness it was about teaching you that the light you seek outside is already burning fiercely within.
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Pile 3
You’ve always chased light joy, laughter, warmth because somewhere deep inside, you’ve known what it feels like to be without it. You radiate confidence, charm, humor. People are drawn to your spark. But your shadow lies in avoidance. You run from pain by painting over it with brightness. You downplay your sadness, bury your exhaustion, tell yourself you’re fine. You’ve mastered the art of keeping up appearances, of turning every downfall into a story. But sometimes, even your laughter sounds like armor.
There’s a restlessness inside you a need to prove, to perform, to be okay. You struggle to ask for help because you fear it’ll make you seem weak. So you take on too much, smile through it, and tell yourself that if you just keep moving, the cracks won’t show. But the truth is, your exhaustion isn’t weakness; it’s evidence of how hard you’ve been fighting to stay alive in a world that doesn’t always understand your fire.
Your hidden strength is resilience. Even when life knocks you down, you get up, again and again. You adapt, you rebuild, you create joy where there was once despair. But you need to learn that not everyone deserves your light. You don’t have to heal the world just to earn your place in it. The weight you carry the need to be everything for everyone is your heaviest shadow. And the lesson buried inside it? You deserve to rest. You deserve softness too.
When you finally stop running from your pain, you’ll find that it doesn’t destroy your light it deepens it. You’ll laugh louder, love truer, and shine brighter because it’ll come from truth, not performance. Your real strength is authenticity the courage to stand unguarded, to be both radiant and raw. When you stop hiding behind the sun, you’ll realize you were never just made of light. You were made of galaxies.
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Fratjo breaks up with you and instantly regrets it
The first time Satoru Gojo realizes he made a mistake is when he can’t find you on campus.
At first he thinks it’s funny.
You’ve always been easy to find. The west library corner seat by the window. The campus café at 10:30 with a vanilla latte and that same notebook you pretend isn’t a diary.
But after the breakup?
You vanish.
Not metaphorically.
Literally.
Your Instagram, phone number, Snapchat — blocked.
He stares at his phone in the Alpha Tau living room while music blasts around him and someone hands him another drink.
Blocked.
“Damn,” one of the guys laughs. “She actually did it.”
Gojo scoffs like it doesn’t matter. “I’ll get her back,” he says cockily.
Like he’s not the one who said it. I need to focus on football.
The lie sounded convincing at the time. The scouts were watching. His coach kept yelling about discipline. Everyone said relationships were a distraction.
So he broke up with you.
Clean and quick.
Two weeks later, he’s drunk at three different frat parties, shamefully sneaking out of sorority house hookups before the sun even rises.
And somehow that’s when he realizes something feels wrong.
———-
The First Attempt
He tries texting.
It doesn’t go through. Still blocked.
He laughs to himself. “Dramatic much.”
But that night he still walks across campus toward the all-girl dorms.
Except the front desk girl just shrugs. “She’s not here.”
Gojo frowns, “What do you mean she’s not here?”
“Means she’s not here.”
He stands outside the dorm building for ten minutes before leaving.
The next day he tries again. Still no sight of you.
Flowers
A week later a bouquet arrives at your dorm. White lilies and baby’s breath.
Attached card: —SG <3
He doesn’t even know if you like lilies. You used to talk about flowers sometimes, but he never listened carefully enough to remember, and now he regrets it.
The desk girl tells him later you picked them up without saying a word.
Still no message back.
The Letters
Then the letters start. The handwritten notes made him feel romantic, he was sure this would get a response out of you.
The first one is simple.
I know you blocked me. I deserve it.
Let me know if you wanna talk
-Satoru <3
No response.
The second one is longer.
I didn’t break up with you because I stopped loving you. I thought I was doing the responsible thing.
Please unblock me xoxo
The third one is messy.
He writes it at 2 AM after a party he left early because some girl laughed too loud in a way that sounded a little too much like you.
I keep looking for you around campus.
You used to sit by the west library window. I checked yesterday. You weren’t there. Are you avoiding me?
- Toru
Your Favorite Snacks
The dorm desk starts receiving packages. Your favorite chocolate. Spicy chips.
Strawberry gummies you always bought from the vending machine during late-night study sessions.
Deliveries of your favourite bubble tea.
The desk girl starts recognizing his name. “Another one from the football guy. I told him you weren’t here again like you asked.”
Meanwhile
Gojo’s reputation doesn’t change. He’s still the star player. Still the loud one at parties. Still the guy everyone thinks has everything.
But lately he keeps checking doorways. Scanning crowds at football games. Looking for someone who isn’t there.
The First Time He Sees You Again
It’s raining. He’s leaving practice when he spots you across the quad under a blue umbrella.
For a second he thinks he imagined it.
But then you look up. And your eyes meet his.
The look on your face isn’t anger. It’s worse.
It’s indifference.
You turn and keep walking. Gojo’s heart drops straight into his stomach. He can’t let you escape after all this time of chasing you.
“Hey—!”
You stop slowly. You look over your shoulder. “…What?” Your voice is calm.
Gojo suddenly forgets every speech he rehearsed. “I—did you get the letters?”
“Yes.”
“…And?…will you please talk to me?”
You stare at him for a long moment “Goodnight, Gojo.”
Then you turn and walk away, leaving him standing alone in the rain, watching you disappear.
Dividers by: @strangergraphics

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Ferb's turn. Drawing blorbos is truly the best way to warm up for the actually important projects such as: drawing blorbos! I mean drawing for class!!
Isn't that lovely, and isn't that cool? And isn't that cruel? And aren't I a fool to have...
STOP PUTTING “X reader” IF YOU'RE GONNA FUCKING PUT AN OC!!!
Gift for his sister ^^

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the friend group ever 🤍
Constantly thinking about this