ERIN .ᐟ

i see this a lot on shiftblr and shiftok, people feeling that quiet sting when they see their s/o being shipped with someone else, or when they realise other shifters share the same person.

and i totally understand that feeling, it’s so incredibly valid and there’s nothing wrong with it at all.

for the longest time, i never chased romance in my drs. i was there for the world, the feeling of being, the experience itself. love was something that found me, not something i actively sought.

but recently, i found myself inexplicably drawn to someone in my dr, and for a moment, that same flicker of jealousy brushed against me too.

right after that, i made a beautiful realisation that diminished any jealousy i felt. and i felt compelled to share it with you. <3

the version you have of them is yours. always.

not in a way that claims or confines, but in a way that is deeply and quietly sacred.

because the one who exists with you is shaped by you. by your presence, your awareness, your way of loving. and that cannot be replicated.

your memories with them are yours.

the way they laugh with you as you share an inside joke, yours

the way they soften when they look at you, yours.

no one else will ever feel the exact warmth of their hand fitting into yours in that first, trembling moment, when the world seemed to soften around you, and gently breathe out a long-awaited “finally” at your touch.

no one else will ever watch the way their lips shape your name, like it was always meant to be theirs to say, laced with whispers of promises and devotion.

no one else will ever know the way their skin trembles beneath your touch as they trace every line of you with reverence, learning you slowly, holding you tenderly, as if your body was made for their worship.

no one else will ever stand in that same quiet place with them, where everything fell into a hush that belonged only to the two of you… something infinite in its depth, yet fleeting in its passing, but entirely and irrevocably yours.

even if they share the same face, the same voice, the same story across countless realities, the love you experience with them is singular. it is intimate in a way that cannot be copied or shared.

so you are not losing anything.

you are not sharing anything.

what you have is untouched, whole, and entirely your own.

and it always will be.