#permashifter

[shoujosoulsite]

✧ senhime's waiting room moodboard

[liliesmultiverse]

locations in my teen wolf diaries reality!!

— the mystic grill

— mystic hills high (teen wolf)

— mystic hills sheriff station (teen wolf)

— the salvatore boarding house

— the abandoned witch house (future bennett home)

— the town square with clock tower (tvd)

— the mystic hills reserve (teen wolf)

— the hale house (to be rebuilt)

— derek’s future loft

— the mikaelson mansion (future)

— the little mountain top that stiles & scott (+liam) were on at the beginning of season 5. ya know like when stiles was discussing college living 😭

then i’m just gonna let my subconscious fill in the rest. mystic hills is located like smack in between san francisco & palo alto as well :3

[shiftinghoesblog]

reblogging this knowing that my premonition may or may not come true because apparently the US has struck Iran??? HELLO????

Life Update ✨️

how are my moots doing? i hope y'all are doing great, whether it's with shifting or in general, and yeah, so i wanted to have a quick check-in.

so my life in my cr is slowly improving, which is an improvement in terms of shifting for me because i can balance each of my other realities, and it's a healthy thing, of course.

the real reason i wanted to come here was to warn us shifters about this reality and the current state of it as i have received a very premonition filled dream about World War 3 here.

as people are joking around about it i sense that it's going to get serious real soon as time passes by but i don't want to frighten anyone i am just a very clairvoyant individual and if i receive something then i have to share it with the community that matters to me the most which is you guys, don't worry we will be fine.

i basically saw that the war will spread through other countries (yes even the UK and US) all i saw was very dark weather and missiles dropping down every city, it was spooky i must say however i was completely okay and not scared since i knew that i am a multidimensional being and can leave within an instant and so y'all can use this warning as motivation to get out of this reality before shit hits the fan i am so serious right now.

anyway, i was staying in a safe place with people around my age, which meant that they were gathering gen z to protect us?? my parents though, they were not present and were back in the UK which made me very worried.

my brother also was not present so.. i have no idea what's gonna happen, but i think everything will be okay. The universe has got our back. Please stay safe, guys, and happy shifting.

[royallaufeyson]

permashifting to feel better about myself

permashifting to feel happy

permashifting to get rid of depression

permashifting to eat anything I want

permashifting to feel better about my body

permashifting to be in a better family

permashifting to finally feel loved

permashifting to be surrounded by people who genuinely love and care for me

permashifting to spread love to everyone because I'm just so full of love

permashifting to finally be in his arms after crying for months

[mo0nylupinn]

I'm so thankful to know shifting, it literally changed my life

[liliesmultiverse]

i just saw this four times in a row wtf…

daily reminder that those cringe moments that hit you like a brick exists in your dr

[shiftingtravel]

IT FUCKING HAPPENED! YES

I fucking shifted for the first time. Usually when I get anything from my DRs it’s from meditation.

Well I just went to sleep here and kinda had the mindset of “I’ll think about my DR and wake up there” and it fucking happened. (Omfg I really do complicated it and think too hard)

It only lasted 2 minutes before I fell asleep over there and things got weird dream wise but it fucking happened. Holy shit, it’s a wild feeling but legit the best feeling. It hasn’t fully hit me yet what I’ve just done but fuck I’m so happy

[chaaistained]

☕︎ my better cr; intro •°

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🗝️ you’ve now unlocked the recipe to my better cr ≈

name : ℳ

age (when i shift) : 17/18 — i’m planning to either shift to dec 2021 or aug 2022 , wtv my subconscious chooses

occupation : university student — double degree in law and arts, majoring in media law and craft of writing & literature, respectively

+ part time tutor for english and maths, at the same private tutoring company i went to in high school

+ (eventually) part time stock acquisition and youth advertiser at a telecommunications company near my campus which is technically a nepo hire bcs my aunt works there

+ (eventually) paid internship at the australian taxation office for the study of torts and contracts and even tho i got in genuinely bcs of my marks and my interview it also feels a little nepo bcs another aunt (a family friend) also works here.. anyway

side hobbies/hustles : blogger (tumblrina in every reality if i can help it) , tiktok + youtube cover channel with two of my high school friends , fic author (ao3 curse does NOT exist here come at me) , occasional columnist for my uni’s student newsletter

my s/o : childhood family friend — lost contact and reunited ten years later — not revealing his name apart from the first letter bcs . he’s real .. anyway it’s 𝒜

౨ৎ meet ℳ

a sun kissed cinnamon bun personified — she is the smile that blossoms between warm cheeks during the burn of a sunrise ≈

in this dr i don’t change my name, and for that reason i’ll stick to the first letter (just like my pinned post) which is ℳ.

i’m nothing more than a normal girl, waking up each day already tired but willing myself to either go to uni or work, staying up late to catch up on the hours i spend doing other things, i have a closet full of clothes and yet i have nothing to wear, i have three of the same shades of lip gloss but they’re all from different brands so ofcs they’re not the same, i just bought a new journal but i’m yet to finish the one i got four years ago, i have ink stains on the tips of my fingers and chai stains on the pages edge of the novel i’m currently reading.

i just take every day like a new pot of tea leaves, waiting to be steeped to perfection.

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

౨ৎ the metamorphosis

with frayed edges and tear stained cheeks, she undid the binds of a life once lived, a life once loved, finding the holes to be too much to bear in the everlasting winter of the cold reality that was thrust upon her, opting to take the needle and thread between her own fingers and stitch up the seams, to reinforce the realm of her existence into one that can hold her hand rather than hold her down

quite often i approach the concept of reinvention with a quivering hand, unable to part ways from the comfort — or perhaps the codependency — of that familiarity.

but eventually i took a step back and realised, there is no shame in finding freedom in what already feels right . after all, our souls are not dependant on this realm or this body, our consciousness is an ever expanding universe on its own, and our power to wield it is something that we have grown to understand and control in a way that allows us to live the lives we truly desire.. that’s all that this dr represents for me.

a life that i truly desire.

i’m not that different here, i have the same name, the same birthday, the same family. but it would be a lie to say everything stays the same.

i do admit to changing my appearance a bit, i’m nothing if not a perfectionist and whilst i do think my features have potential, i actually reach said potential in this reality. my upbringing has been revitalised to be something that enriched me rather than keeping me sheltered. my parental unit is less overbearing and more understanding, my brother is less of a jerk and more of a friend, my family relationships are less immature and more genuine.

i revise my failures in education, i revise my anxieties around success and the fear of that success being unreachable, i revise my health, my athleticism, my willpower and the general energy i have throughout the day to achieve everything that i wish to accomplish, everything that i could not bring myself to take a step towards in my previous reality.

my passions aren’t shamed here, they are encouraged. not just with the wary caution of a simple hobby but rather as an actual proper lifestyle, a feasible choice to make for a career, a skill that is supported as something from which i can make a name for myself.

and in this growth, in this metamorphosis, i find stability and comfort in not just my family but also my friends — people that i lost contact with, people that i drifted away from, people that i couldn’t bring myself to keep close because of the shame in my own progression or lack thereof — i’m not an aspect of shame, i never was, i know what i deserve and what i’m capable of and in this reality, i am all those things.

that’s why this is home, even after i break out of the cocoon and open my eyes in a world that’s familiar, it will also be different, because i’ll be different — no longer experiencing the slow sluggish state of what once was, for i now have a marvellous symmetry of splendour that holds me high, the equilibrium of my reality, where the scales finally tipped in my favour, levelling out to be amiably sound, with every flap of a butterfly’s wing.

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

౨ৎ sugar heart cookies

it’s an inexplicable pull, an intangible tug on the heartstrings, a firm grip, a gentle ache, a deep longing. you can’t help but feel that there is something more out there for you, that there is someone more. someone that feels less like a piece and more like a whole person. someone who won’t complete you, but will help you complete yourself. two halves of a heart leaves you vulnerable when you’re apart, but when it’s two hearts beating alongside each other, the only thing left is to hold onto you

he sat beside me in his mother’s car. we were six (me) and eight (him). he sat in the drivers seat while his mother went inside the house to pick up a few things before taking the three of us (his little sister sat in the back) to a gathering of family friends.

his mother had bought us britannia little hearts. i can still remember the minuscule sugar crystals stuck to the tips of my small fingers while i dove inside the aluminium cover every few seconds to reach for the next tiny biscuit.

he asked me where i was that day — i’d stayed home from school because i felt unwell — when i told him, his first reaction was to nag me : “you know, if you’re sick, you shouldn’t be eating these. this is pure sugar.”

“yeah but i don’t want to listen to you!” — i was .. never really good at listening to people, especially not cute boys who were a little older than me.

he always seemed a bit uptight, but i guess i forgot how much he cared. because i can’t remember what happened two years later, during my last day in my old school. i remember crying, and i remember being comforted by people. but i guess i forgot that one of those people was him. i guess i forgot that he told me “it’ll be alright. i’m sure we’ll see each other again someday.”

it took us ten years but we got there.

this time, he was upstairs, in the house that was hosting a dinner among friends. i was distracted by my brother’s antics, one foot inside the threshold past the door and one foot on the pavement outside. with a flick of my head, my gaze turned up, up past the stairs in front of the door, up to the railing on the second level, a lookout point for the entrance.

he was leaning against the railing, blue button up shirt tucked into his black jeans, scrolling aimlessly on his phone, taking a quick glance to his side before doing a double take.

the silence felt like the calm before a pattering evening of rainfall, where you can feel the change in your future from the way the air seems electrified, from the way the clouds seems to churn around each other, like they’re brewing together, ready to erupt and explode into thunder, like the way you can hear your heartbeat in your ears.

he seemed familiar, he seemed important, he seemed to be everything i could ever ask for and i didn’t know why the sirens were singing in my skull but i knew in my gut he was meant to be important to me. i knew he was meant to be somebody.

it took me a second to look away, but that entire night, and every night that followed, and every day that came along with it, i can’t ever forget the sugar crystal glimmers of light in his eyes. and for every moment to come, i’ll hold the little heart biscuits of our love in the palm of my hands, because i’m not someone who listens to people very well, i don’t care if i’m not allowed, i want them . i want him.

don’t swallow the tea leaves ! for they leave you a message 🍂

this dr is very near and dear to my heart and i can’t even begin to put everything i wanna say about it into one post so .. there will be more abt this dr

it’s literally home. it’s my life.

i’m so grateful for it xx

chaai brews; tea assortments — dr archive

2025 © chaaistained

[shoujosoulsite]

Everyone here in this fuckass community needs to shut the fuck up and shift 😭😭🤣

[liliesmultiverse]

an updated list of my filmography & roles in my home reality

— grimm (2012) • april granger

— sofia the first (2013-2018) • princess vivian

— paddington (2014) • judy brown

— the vampire diaries (2015) • young caroline forbes

— girl meets world (2016-2019) • maya heart

— milo murphy’s law (2016-2019) • melissa chase

— stranger things (2016-present) • isabella “bella” cassidy

— once upon a time (2015-2017) • young emma swan

— the greatest showman (2017) • caroline barnum

— gifted (2017) • mary adler

— paddington 2 (2017) • judy brown

— mean girls (2020) • cady herron [broadway]

— all too well: the short film (2021) • her

— scream (2022) • freya tatum riley, dewey & gale’s daughter

— pretty little liars (2022-present) • imogen adams

— scream vi (2023) • freya riley

— bridgerton (2023-present) • hyacinth bridgerton

— damsel (2024) • princess elodie

— nosferatu (2024) • ellen hutter

— five nights at freddy’s 2 (2025) • ??

— tangled (2026) • rapunzel

[shiftinghoesblog]

pov: you just put your blood, sweat, and tears into a shifting attempt last night, and STILL woke up here or waking up in this reality in general. got you like this. bitches need and want to be home. i am bitches. 🤞🏾

[v1ctor1ashifts]

Like have fun with my clone😋 (which is technically still me but also NOT me😭)

[mo0nylupinn]

Live your day as if were your last in this reality🕰

[shiftingtravel]

Permashifting the fuck outta here.

Things ain’t going great and I’m tired. Tired of it all. Time to live the reality I want to live

[royallaufeyson]

me after I realize I'm a master shifter/manifestor and that I can manifest anything i want and shift whenever i want🤭🤭

I dont need to worry about anything. Everything I want is already mine.

[hermionesmoon]

i don’t like how a lot of big shifters on tiktok are like “you need to prioritize your cr before worrying about shifting”, “you need to love your cr”, and “this is your original reality you were put here for a reason”, because for me personally i don’t feel like this reality is where i belong, and that’s not a sad or bad thing. before i even knew about shifting i still knew that i didn’t belong here, something always felt off i just never really felt connected here i would always drown myself in my favorite movies and shows wishing i had that life, and again i don’t see it as a sad or bad thing i see it as finding my place and it’s just not in this universe. while i don’t believe that i was put in this universe for a specific reason i do believe that i found shifting for a reason or more so that shifting found me for a reason and that reason being to live my true life and be my true self in a different reality. i’m not perma-shifting because i hate myself i’m doing it because i love myself and know i’ll finally feel at home and completed.