Silly Emma 🤭

I need to rant.

Now, I get it, people in this reality find my DR mom hot. Like I get it, Eva Green did a FANTASTIC job in the movie, and I love her so much, but I see her as a maternal figure and only that (BECAUSE she is LITERALLY my mother in my DR)

(Btw, in my DR, Miss P looks like Eva Green but much shorter, a bit older, and has the personality of book Miss P)

So obviously my mother has obtained her own little admirer group in this reality, as well as people shifting for her, and that’s lovely! I’m glad to see people loving her, she deserves all the love in the world and I respect yall

but you can see where I’m coming from when I say how uncomfortable and awkward it is to see so many fanfics/art/scenarios about my mother. This reality is like a constant “your mom” joke to me 😭

I read and look through media a lot for motivation, and on some occasions when I’m really missing my mom I want to read some comfort stuff, yet all I can find are Alma x partners, which is great for people who want comfort from a partner perspective but not so much when you want a mother figure

I’m extremely grateful for all those talented writers who help keep our little fandom alive, I just wish there were more works with her as a mother and not just a partner

which is probably why I’m gonna start writing my own and posting them here, for other shifters who see her as a mother figure 🤗

anyways thank you for listening to my rant if you stayed

I love my mama Peregrine and I miss her a lot :[

happy shifting everyone !!!

Last Night’s Shift Recap

So!

I ended up shifting to an alternate version of my CR, one where I didn’t shift to my WR, but I’m one step closer!!

Last night was really rough, since I normally shift while I’m sleeping (it’s the only time my body is truly fully relaxed, because ya know, chronic anxiety and adhd lmao)

but surprise surprise I couldn’t fall asleep at ALL last night, I kept tossing and turning and had this horrible gut feeling that something was wrong, it wasn’t about shifting, but something else that I couldn’t quite put

I ended up falling asleep for a couple minutes, and in which I had a horrible nightmare (which is usual for me as I grew up with repeated nightmares, they aren’t fun :[ but it’s okay!)

so now I’m standing at my bus stop, thinking of those waffles, so I’m probably just gonna shift during the school day or something, I don’t wanna be here 😭

thanks for tuning in!!! I’ll let you guys know how it goes :D

(p.s. I got an algebra II ACL test today, send prayers 😭🙏)

okay bye-bye!!!

sending love ❤️

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Wait what is shifting I’m a lil stupid lol-

no worries !

bear with me here, I’m not the best at explaining shifting, I just know how to do it

To put it simply, shifting is an action, a decision you make. If you want to go to a different reality, decide you’re there, and you’re there. It’s as simple as that.

I know it sounds impossible, but it has been around forever, with many religions and spiritual traditions using the act of shifting, astral projection, and manifestation

But basically, your perception is what reality is, your assumption creates your reality as the 3D must reflect the 4D, it is not just fact, it is law.

To put it into an example:

say you’re sitting in your room, and you want to go to the kitchen to grab a snack, what do you do? You get up and grab a snack, because you decided you were hungry and wanted a snack. Shifting is that simple, you want to be in your DR? You decide you are there, and there you are!

if you have any more questions or need anything, I can try my best to answer! I also suggest doing your own research, but be sure not to over consume information, you only need yourself to shift. Just you, and your consciousness! Trust yourself, it is your birth right to shift :D

happy shifting <333

THIS >>> PLEASE THIS IS SO EYE OPENING AND HELPFUL OMG

I’ve been WAITING for someone to go over this, I never really understood it in depth and finally someone actually explains it in a way my pea brain will understand

Now everything makes so much more sense, like holy fuck I feel like I just used my eyes for the first time

thank you so so so much, I’m gonna go shift now >:}

look around.

look around. pay close attention to what you are seeing. now, notice what you are hearing, feeling, smelling and tasting. we are being aware of the 3d. and because we are aware of this, we are also conscious. when we're awake, we also often focus on our thoughts by thinking and/or focus on our daydreams by daydreaming. we are being aware of our 4d.

now, notice this when you are sleeping. you aren't aware of anything happening in the 3d, cuz your eyes were closed, and your focus was away from the 3d. when we're sleeping, your mind is quiet and you aren't focusing on anything. not even on the darkness behind your eyelids. we aren't being aware of our 4d.

when you are pure consciousness, you aren't aware of anything happening in the 3d, cuz your focus was away from the 3d. when we're pure consciousness, our mind is active cuz our focus is only on our thoughts cuz we are thinking, or our focus is only on our daydreams cuz we are daydreaming, or whatever our inner voice (the one you're probably using to read this post) is saying. we are being aware of our 4d.

everything is awareness. whatever you place your awareness (focus) on, will manifest the state of consciousness you'll be experiencing.

I feel like Enoch collects things like a little crow and (very rarely) gives them to people he likes (more than tolerates)

REAL!!!

Once he gave Horace a ceramic unicorn he found that washed up on the beach, Horace keeps it in his pocket as a good luck charm 🤭

OC Loop Introduction: Part 1

^This is our house! It is based off of the Highwic in Auckland, New Zealand

I’ll be introducing the grounds of the loop in this post, so a lot of photos and some historical information! Next part will be the peculiar who live there

(Please keep in mind that this is one of my DR’s, it is very personal and the peculiars who live there are real people from my CR, so I will be using fake names for them for privacy purposes. Also this is very information based, all of this is basically my script lol)

(‼️All photos are from Pinterest or from the web, I do not own any of these photos and some are not historically accurate as their purpose is for inspiration‼️)

anyways onto the intro!!

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Loop date: April 10, 1968

Location: Auckland, New Zealand

Hidden in a forest near Lake Wakatipu

The Highwic mansion was built by a wealthy European settler family in the late 1800s, abandoned after a tragedy, and later repurposed as the Ymbrynes’ home

the mansion is surrounded by thick forests

Grounds:

Surrounded with lush gardens, a thickly settled forests, and geothermal hot springs

Underground caverns and tunnel systems beneath the mansion for hiding from Hollowgast

Rooms:

23 bedrooms total, 3 spare bedrooms for passing peculiar or new additions to the group

25 bathrooms, one to each bedroom, one in the kitchen and one in the basement

There are 3 main common rooms

There is one large kitchen

There is an inside greenhouse

Basement:

secret exit that opens into the forest for quick escapes.

hidden storage room for supplies and weaponry

Training services such as 1960’s based exercise equipment

Lookout Tower

The lookout tower, accessible via a spiral staircase, offers a panoramic view of the surrounding forest and Lake Wakatipu. It doubles as a quiet retreat or a signal station for emergencies

Large library

Large attic

A literal ballroom (yes I’m extra)

Here are some photos of the inside of the mansion as inspiration:

Here are more bedrooms and parts of the mansion:

It’s very extravagant, the way our head Ymbryne enjoys it

Our loop was created by two ymbrynes, Miss Raven and Miss Silvereye, as an escape for runaway peculiars

They chose this location due to the thick forests being able to hide them and let them live as themselves

history time ‼️‼️‼️

Life in 1960s New Zealand:

In the 1960s, New Zealand was a nation at a crossroads, straddling its colonial past and an emerging modern identity. It remained a peaceful, agrarian society with strong ties to Britain, but the decade saw the seeds of social, cultural, and political change begin to sprout. Life revolved around close-knit communities, outdoor activities, and a slower pace of living, with the country's lush landscapes offering both tranquility and isolation.

Cultural Landscape The 1960s were marked by the continuation of British customs, but this was also a time when New Zealand started forging its unique identity. Rugby reigned supreme as the national pastime, and the All Blacks were cultural heroes. Cinema and radio brought global trends to small towns, while the country embraced rock 'n' roll and the counterculture movement spreading from the United States and Britain.

However, New Zealand was not immune to the social upheavals of the era. The Maori population, historically marginalized, began to push for greater recognition and rights, leading to early discussions about the Treaty of Waitangi and land reform. Environmentalism was also on the rise, with growing concern for the preservation of the nation’s unparalleled natural beauty.

Technological Life Daily life was simpler, with rotary phones, black-and-white televisions, and radios being staples in most households. Cars were becoming more common, but in rural areas, horseback riding or walking was still a way of life. Electricity was widespread, but indoor plumbing was still a luxury in some isolated areas.

Peculiar History in New Zealand Hidden beneath the idyllic surface, peculiar life in 1960s New Zealand was thriving in secrecy. The peculiar world, wary of the rising tensions of the Cold War and environmental degradation, found New Zealand’s isolation to be a refuge. Ymbrynes had long identified the country as a safe haven, establishing loops in remote forests, islands, and mountainous regions like the Southern Alps.

The peculiar history of New Zealand was intrinsically tied to its Maori heritage. Some Maori legends spoke of peculiar abilities—heroes who could command the wind, transform into birds, or commune with the spirits of their ancestors. These stories often intertwined with tales of the taniwha (mythical water guardians) and other supernatural creatures, giving peculiar children a place in the folklore of the land.

The 1968 Peculiar Community

The peculiar community faced unique challenges during this time. The Cold War paranoia extended to normals in New Zealand, and any unusual sightings of peculiar abilities risked being mistaken for Soviet espionage or experimental technology. There were wights posing as soldiers, picking through children to find peculiars, making it difficult to trust a lot of people outside of the loop.

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Here are some geographically based photos:

(I had to put all the forest-based photos into one photo as tumblr was being mean and I couldn’t upload them individually)

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anyways! That’s all for today :D

I’ll be posting about the peculiars who live here probably tomorrow or Tuesday

See ya!

Lil fun fact about my CR

So!

I am a lead singer and guitarist in a band, we are called Vessels of Rebirth. We have 5 members, including myself, and currently we have learned two songs and starting two more

I have just finished my first draft for our first original song and I wanted to share the lyrics and if you guys have any ideas or criticism I'd love to hear it!

**PLEASE DO NOT COPY OR TAKE MY LYRICS**

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The song is called Pennies for the Dead -

Verse 1: I’ve asked myself the age-old question, Is it really worth the fight? They sell you chains and call them choices, Bleed you dry beneath the lights.

If you find yourself contented Cherish these words like dust— Work hard, smile, and don’t complain, When they leave you out to rust.

They build their castles out of marrow, Line their pockets with our bones. Sing us lullabies of virtue, While they carve our names to stone—

Chorus: So tell me—was it worth it? Did you find what you were looking for? Tell me—did you earn it? Or just steal it from the poor? Take my body, take my spirit, Drain me ‘til there’s nothing left, A poor man’s poison Is just another penny for the dead

Verse 2: I watched the years slip through my fingers, Like wages never meant to stay. They built a throne from our surrender, We built their kingdoms, brick by grave

You’ve turned my hands to iron shackles Worn my bones down to gears Though you may feast upon my labor You’ll die choking on my screams

Chorus: So tell me—was it worth it? Did you find what you were looking for? Tell me—did you earn it? Or just steal it from the poor? Take my body, take my spirit, Drain me ‘til there’s nothing left, A poor man’s poison Is just another penny for the dead

Bridge: Tell me now—was it worth it? You stand alone atop your grave. Built your kingdom out of corpses, Now there’s no one left to save.

All the hands that fed your empire, Now they rise with bloodstained teeth. You can beg, you can bargain— But the dead don’t grant relief.

Final: If you are to listen to one last thing dear Promise your heart’s desire For if you follow the iron road You’re doomed to a pit of fire

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