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Sometimes I'm really scared of the future, or just change in general because of how much I loved the little things in the past. Even a change in what bag I'm using makes me a little melancholic.

But now, with shifting, I can just go back. I can go back and do it all again if I wanted to. I can stay with the people I love forever. I don't need to lose anything I don't choose to.

disclaimer: these are all shifting storytimes that i screenshotted from amino (throughout the years) all credits go to their respective owners! this post is simply an archive to provide motivation for yall <3

SHIFTING STORYTIME #1: shifting to rich dr for the first time

SHIFTING STORYTIME #2: shifting to different drs

SHIFTING STORYTIME #3: shifted with the void state

SHIFTING STORYTIME #4: shifted for a second

SHIFTING STORYTIME #5: shifted w/ the raven method

SHIFTING STORYTIME #6: shifted to wr

SHIFTING STORYTIME #7: shifted to dr, fell asleep and woke up in cr

SHIFTING STORYTIME #8: shifted to harry potter

SHIFTING STORYTIME #9: shifted to MHA

SHIFTING STORYTIME #10: shifted with the jay method

︵ things to script : better world

♡ all government decisions are publicly documented and easy to understand.

♡ corruption literally cannot occur (and systems automatically expose dishonesty).

♡ leaders must pass psychological, ethical, and intelligence evaluations before holding power. leaders are also immune to being corrupted.

♡ major decisions require public input (voting or consensus systems).

♡ policies are tested in simulations before being implemented.

♡ no lobbying or hidden influence from corporations.

♡ basic needs are guaranteed, such as housing, food, water & healthcare.

♡ income is proportional to effort, skill, and contribution, but still, no one struggles.

♡ prices are stable and reasonable (no inflation spikes or exploitation).

♡ no extreme wealth gaps (no billionaires hoarding resources).

♡ work hours are capped (e.g. 4–6 hours/day max unless scripted otherwise).

♡ paid time off, rest, and breaks are mandatory.

♡ you can switch careers easily without losing stability.

♡ everyone has access to safe, clean, comfortable housing.

♡ cities are designed to reduce stress (green spaces, quiet areas etc.)

♡ public transportation is fast, free, and efficient.

♡ no overcrowding or unsafe living conditions.

♡ essential services are always accessible within short distance.

♡ no homophobia, colorism, racism, sexism, transphobia, ableism, xenophobia etc.

♡ bullying and cancel culture does not exist.

♡ all healthcare is free and high quality. mental health care is equal in importance to physical health.

♡ fast access to doctors, no long waiting times.

♡ crimes are very rare due to stable living conditions.

♡ pollution does not exist. climate is stable and healthy. animals are protected and treated ethically.

it’s genuinely so disappointing reading stuff regarding our “lack of desire” when the main reason we haven’t given up yet is because we want to shift! like, don’t go and turn someone struggling to shift into some kind of proof that they don’t want it enough

also. it doesn’t matter if you actually enjoy your life here. like, i wouldn’t say my life is perfect, but it’s not bad either. but that doesn’t change a thing. because no matter what your life looks like, the fact that you’re still here after years of trying says more about your desire than your lack of it. it’s enough proof that you do want to shift. not because we have to prove anything to anyone

꒰ — 𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐛 — ꒱

“Blimey, how did this even happen?” Enzo Berkshire whispered from the entrance of the Slytherin Common Room, his eyebrows furrowed at the sight across the room.

“I don’t think even they know, mate,” Blaise Zabini said, the stone entrance wall shutting behind where he stood transfixed, his dark-brown eyes locked on the two entangled dozers.

You and Theodore Nott had both skipped out on dinner for the night, opting instead to work on the Potions essay Snape had assigned the pair of you — which you had both conveniently pushed off for weeks, and immediately regretted once you saw the workload that had been assigned.

Your identical copies of Advanced Potion Making lay open on the small table in front of the fireplace, along with twenty other library books you had borrowed; which Madam Pince would have a right fit about if she saw the notes you had sprawled in the margins.

Somehow, the two of you had ended up curled together on one of the leather sofas in the Common Room, your three-foot essay on Golpalott’s Third Law long forgotten.

Theo’s head was dangling off the arm of the sofa, his brunette curls tousled. Your head was resting on his chest, one hand placed over his beating heart. His arms were locked around you, holding you flush against him, your shallow breaths syncing with one another.

“Should we wake them?” Pansy Parkinson asked, her arms crossed as she stared at your sleeping forms.

“Ah, let ‘em rest,” Mattheo Riddle said, taking a swig from a bottle of Butterbeer he had brought back from the Great Hall for Theo. “Theo’s been having a hard time sleeping for days now, anyway.”

Draco Malfoy smirked, watching as Theo instinctively pulled you closer to him as he slept.

“Someone should go find that little blond stepstool who’s always following Potter around with that camera,” he suggested. “This is way too good to pass up.”

© 𝓐𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒