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“𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⠀ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⠀ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⠀ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⠀ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ⠀ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⠀ ㅤㅤㅤ𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘬𝘺𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥”

󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 Bear ゛otherwise known as Ro ◞ ༝༚༝༚

󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 ⚘ 𓇢 ✺ܓ ⚘

switches between dr fixations like no tomorrow. refuses to lose any whimsy. avid reader. between extreme sleep deprivation or sleeping like it’s a job. middle ground of pessimistic & optimistic. shifts like its a once a month volunteer job you have to do to feel right in the world. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⠀ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ⠀ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ queer. unlabeled. 17. they/them. ethnically mexican.

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my side blog where I put all my unaesthetic posts and reblogs.ᐟ

Prophet of Apollo | Child of Krypton & Vida | Isla Nublar’s Wild Child

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Local bear.. is actually a guy? | Rock Band moonlights as Vigilantes

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󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋Retired Sorcerer | Knight of Camelot | Gotham’s Dove󠁋

󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 #ro’s percy jackson dr ☀︎

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󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋#ro’s supernatural dr ☀︎

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󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 #ro’s jjk dr ☀︎

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｡˚ 🍯 my shifting advice. 〜 #roadvice༄

｡˚ 🦢 my dr content. 〜 #rodrs༄

｡˚ ☀️ miscellaneous thoughts 〜 #rothoughts༄

｡˚ 🐻 asks 〜 #royaps༄

｡˚ 🍊 all posts 〜 #roposts༄

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󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 󠁋 Keep it PG. I will not answer anything explicit or inappropriate.

I’m absolute shit at tone so if i misinterpret something don’t freak out and get all mad just correct me please.

If I haven’t replied to your ask yet, theres about two ways it could go. 1, I haven’t gotten around to it or 2, some things I just might not have an answer for and am seriously thinking about an answer.

Don’t spam please. Feel free to send a follow up if it’s been like a week and I haven’t gotten to your ask, but don’t send like 8 messages asking about an answer.

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⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀moments i’ve remembered or experienced so far ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ from my 2016 jjk dr

˖᯽ ݁˖ waking up sleepy with Suguru’s arms wrapped around my waist and Satoru sprawled over the both of us

˖᯽ ݁˖ spending a whole day out with shoko and riko to pick out the rings I used to propose to satoru & suguru

˖᯽ ݁˖ moving into a huge plot of land in the countryside just outside of tokyo, getting to cultivate the entire yard and garden with Suguru (toru tried to help but absolutely does not have a green thumb)

˖᯽ ݁˖ taking in Megumi & Tsumiki after a few years and getting to help raise them. Megumi hating being spoiled and given physical affection but still allowing it from us, and Tsumiki loving quality time constantly having movie nights and days out with one or multiple of us

˖᯽ ݁˖ waking up before either of my husbands on a day we all have off and getting to wake them to an entire breakfast spread (cooking for people is in fact my love language)

˖᯽ ݁˖ both of my husbands knowing me down to my core, I genuinely never have to explain my emotions to them because they just get the way I work

˖᯽ ݁˖ falling asleep to the sound of both of my partners breathing. never would’ve imagined how comforting the sound of them just existing beside me is

˖᯽ ݁˖ Getting to see both Satoru & Suguru’s passion for teaching, and how good they are with the kids. Satoru’s protectiveness of all of the students, and Suguru’s gentleness whenever one of them is having some sort of emotional turmoil

˖᯽ ݁˖ Just existing with them. Getting to read on the couch whilst leaning on suguru while he watches a documentary & having Satoru’s head in my lap as he naps. Getting to nap with satoru while suguru reads one of his novels beside us.

˖᯽ ݁˖ Getting to spend a few hours cooking with Suguru sitting on a stool by the island doing paperwork while satoru sits up on the countertop to keep out of the way, just talking with the both of them as I cook. (I love them but cooking together is not romantic I need them out of the way while I run around the kitchen)

⠀ ⠀ ATROPOS; LEAD VOCALIST & FOUNDER OF THE MOIRAI

SOLUNA CELADA; Better known by their stage name Atropos, was born august 24th, 2094 in Tokyo, Japan. They found their love of music as a child through their deceased father’s CD’s, and began learning musical theory and guitar at 8 years old. By 2110, at age 14, they started their band “The Moirai”, the name having been taken from the title of The Greek Fates. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ Soluna has mentioned that much of their inspiration for the band’s visual identity comes from the myths tied to The Greek Fates, from the band members stage names, to the band’s logo[scissors with thread looped all around them]. Though their music typically doesn’t include many references to the fates, the band itself surely does.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ Solis “Sol” Willow

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ Prophet of Phoebus Apollo

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤI’ve always been an odd one out in a camp of other ‘odd’ kids. Eyes distant and seeing more than anyone else there, unclaimed yet never having even stepped foot in Hermes. Others questioned what made me so special, to be placed in another cabin despite not being a child of it’s god. Many speculated it was only due to my adoptive brother belonging to the cabin, not wanting to separate siblings with one so young. Others believed it was just because Apollo claimed me as his, with my being a seer and didn’t want me in another god’s cabin. Few knew the real reason. We both belonged, one a child of Apollo, ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ and the other his prophet.

There is a vast difference between a Seer and a Prophet.

After centuries, the differences have blended, with less known between the differences, on how prophets were treated versus seers. These days, the only difference known between seers and prophets, are that seers see and interpret the omens that are presented to them by their godly patron, and prophets were directly connected to the fates and had the ability to see The tapestry of the Fates itself, to make decisions and make changes to the tapestry of the fates, based on what they did with their visions. The only other distinction is that seers saw glimpses of the future and only Oracles and Prophets gave actual prophecies, along with the fact that every Oracle was a prophet, but not every prophet was an oracle.

In ancient times, seers were regarded as normal. They saw glimpses here and there and could help you make a quick decision for something simple. Prophets on the other hand were closely guarded by their patron god, and never easily accessible to mortals. Oracles were closely guarded as well, but were typically accessible to whole cities, giving prophecy and advice to anyone they wished to with little restriction.

It’s probably from that missing knowledge, that the other campers accepted it was normal, how acknowledged by the gods as I am despite just being a seer. But, that was never the whole truth. The campers were never told due to a prophecy I gave soon after arriving at camp, that if it was well known knowledge I was a prophet, I would go missing before I was even 10 years old. As it was, Apollo decided that only his cabin and The Olympians would be told.

I was born in California, to three parents. My father, A demigod, a son of Brizo; A minor sea goddess of Prophetic Dreams & Mariners. My mother, a mortal, but a mortal with a hint of ichor in her veins allowing her to see beyond the mist, the remnants of a god far up in her family tree. Lastly, My Godly Parent. A god who dwells in the underworld with no other children, of any kind.

I was born to an atypical family, 4 years before my birth, my father adopted another demigod, a two year old son of Apollo whose family passed away and the camp wouldn’t be able to care for, volunteering to raise him to keep the fellow demigod out of the foster system.

I started having visions by the time I was 4 years old, and by 6 years of age, both my mortal parents had passed. My older brother and I made our way to Camp soon afterwards, and upon stepping foot past the perimeter we were both claimed respectively by Apollo and Brizo. Apollo arrived to speak to us after we had spoken to Dionysus. It took one look in my eyes for him to tell I was a prophet, and he had claimed me as his own within a moment. Shortly afterwards, we were both placed in Cabin 7. We became year rounders—and grew up in camp. By age 12, I had stayed in camp longer than most other demigods with few exceptions. I grew up alongside multiple friends, Castor, Pollux, Drew, and Clarisse.

But all throughout my years as a prophet after I settled in camp, a single boy plagued my visions. Pitch black hair but with a single grey streak, eyes green as the sea and a ruthless smile. He was older in most of them—which felt wrong. I found that to be true, when at the age of 12 I stepped outside my cabin and dragged my eldest honorary sibling out of bed to walk to the barrier. It was a random night, a few days past when summer began. My body moved on its own, the fates themselves guiding my actions. Soon, I saw three figures running, but with a hulking figure behind them. My sibling immediately stood upright, with their bow, reaching out to me to send me for help but unfortunately the fates had different plans. I let one of my rings transform into its true form, a sword, and ran to help.

Percy and I took down the minotaur together, him getting the final blow. His mother was still lost to us, some things woven too deep into the tapestry to undo, but with witnesses who could tell him she wasn’t dead. this time. other roads of fate took much crueler paths.

A month later, Percy, Clarisse and myself left on a quest to find a stolen lightning bolt and find Percy’s mother.

A DEMIGOD PROPHET’S POWER

﹒⋆₊˚ ❂ Prophetic visions ➴ I’ve had many visions over the years, some being just of what will happen in training in a few minutes, enough to prevent an unnecessary injury, and others long enough to live through the entirety of a greek hero’s story. But outside of how long visions feel for me, in the actual moment to others, my visions only seem to last from a few moments to a few minutes.

﹒⋆₊˚ ❂ Side Effects of a Prophet ➴ Though I’ve gotten into the habit of closing my eyes during a vision, it doesn’t change the fact that my eyes turn completely gold whenever one starts. It’s a wonder that it never gave away my powers as a kid. or is it? the fates are methodical in their work after all

﹒⋆₊˚ ❂ A Prophet’s Purpose ➴ While I’m sure The Fates dislike it immensely, I have always used my powers to redirect fate when I can. From nudging people aside so they don’t get injured by a rogue arrow, to demanding the gods bless the cabins to expand magically to fit all the demigods belonging to one in it. no demigod would sleep on the floor of their own cabin if I could help it.

﹒⋆₊˚ ❂ Apollo’s Blessing ➴ As his sole living prophet, Apollo tends to be protective. By the age of 8, he had given me a blessing to heal under sunlight after an incident where I tripped and sprained my ankle.

﹒⋆₊˚ ❂ Excess Ichor ➴ Being born to a demigod, legacy and a god does have side affects despite what most would tell you. While it doesn’t necessarily make me less mortal, it does leave extra traces of godly power, Ichor, which I typically use to enhance my body. It doesn’t really have much other use, I can coat my bones in it and make them more durable, or create a layer of it under my skin to stop myself from getting any extreme injuries.

﹒⋆₊˚ ❂ Brizo’s Best ➴ As a grandchild of Brizo, I shouldn’t have much power from her, but as she claimed me, it gave me a small boost. I can manipulate water fairly well after years of practice, control most marine vessels with a thought, and on occasion give protective blessings to those at sea.

﹒⋆₊˚ ❂ Detection of Death ➴ Though my godly parent is hidden from view at camp, as nobody but myself and my brother know their identity, my powers do still come out in odd ways despite my lack of use. I’m often drawn to death, not dead people, but rather old spirits, entrances to the underworld, and on occasion hellhounds, which tend to like me and ignore I’m a demigod in favor of being scratched behind the ears. Another aspect is I can tell when someone’s string is close to being cut by The Fates, though I suspect thats partially from my connection to them as a prophet as well.

“I will welcome my mortality, Let me go”

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⓘ Devourer, Aidoneus

✹ ﹒﹕⋆₊˚⸝⸝ ➴ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ dappled sunlight, gleam of a blade At the age of 8, I was gifted twin rings by Apollo and they’ve rested on my middle fingers ever since. The right, a golden ring that transforms into a celestial white gold sword, with a sun on the hilt and pommel. It’s name is Luz. The left, a white ring that transforms into a celestial white gold spear, with a golden rope hung from its lashing and base so I can wear it when not in use. It’s name is Lux.

⏾ ﹒﹕⋆₊˚⸝⸝ ➴ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀cotton, cardigans & colors My wardrobe isn’t very large, due to living at a summer camp year round. However it does have a good selection, I wear many colorful cardigans, jeans and skirts. A mix of shoes from hiking boots to mary janes, and all of it made from natural materials. And along with the rest of my wardrobe, my burnt orange camp shirt, faded and with sewn up holes in it after 6 years.

𐃯 ﹒﹕⋆₊˚⸝⸝ ➴ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ trailing grape vines & sharp claws Given to me by Dionysus himself as a form of protection, a pantheress, Luna. She used to be one of Dionysus’s favored companions, an immortal feline with a blessing allowing her to shift between any kind of feline form, but was placed with me as a child to protect me once my visions started lasting longer, a guard for when my visions took my sight and mind away to another time, and I could not protect myself.

𓅩﹒﹕⋆₊˚⸝⸝ ➴ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ leather strings & wooden beads Two necklaces I’ve adorned since I was 6, one shorter with 6 wooden beads and a peridot pendant. My first bead, black with a golden laurel, black for a new child of the underworld to arrive at camp, and a laurel for the year the camp started implementing a new game we could win laurels in, to be able to venture outside of camp for any chosen occasion if won. The second, a medallion crafted specifically for me by Apollo that works both as a visible symbol of his claim on me, and a magical token that works to help me direct and keep control of my visions.

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“Hi!” . . . “Yeah I’ve met Sol, they’re nice. I’m not really friends with them though, they tend to keep to themself outside of their small group of friends and siblings.” . . . “Oh! Yeah they’re a seer, I kind of forgot. They don’t really broadcast it, but sometimes they’ll nudge someone one way and prevent an injury here and there that way. From what I know they’re not all that powerful in prophecy so!” . . . “Eh, its a little odd they’re in Cabin 7, but I mean its better that way. Hermes cabin has a lot of kids already, even with the magical expansion so they all fit a few years ago. And their brother is in cabin 7, those two are always checking up on each other so it’s better off to have them there, especially since they both got here so young.”

“Sol? Why’re you asking, are they okay?” . . . “Oh! Yeah sure. Sol’s my kid sibling, kind of. They’re not actually a child of Apollo but they’ve been in the cabin for 6 years and might as well be. They’ve been openly claimed as a pr-seer! as a seer by Apollo. um.” . . . “Yeah, they’re pretty good at pretty much anything actual children of Apollo are, other than healing. It’s definitely not their strongest skill.”

“Huh? Oh hi! Yeah I’m friends with Solis, what’s up?” . . . “Oh their godly parent? dunno. They’ve never actually been claimed, all they know from my knowledge is that it’s an underworld god.” . . . “Yeah, they’re not really bothered by it though, they have enough on their plate with being claimed by just Apollo and Brizo already. At least those two get along since they’re both connected through Delos, so they don’t fight over who has more of a claim on them. I wouldn’t wanna imagine what would happen if they did get claimed by a more possessive god, imagine that? I’m glad me and Pollux just have to deal with dad.”

this took FARR too long to make. I love my pjo dr though it’s so very special to me. I don’t think I’ll be sharing who my godly parent is, as i do want to keep some things to myself, and putting it out there for others to see and possibly copy just feels wrong tbh. Theres a lot I didn’t include in this post cause of that so it was a serious struggle to work on lol, but!! its finished so!!! ALSO don’t know if anyone noticed but i said a month passes before we go on the quest, thats cause I actually scripted summer is 4 months long so we’re not always spending our entire summer on quests and get to have fun at camp and actually train before and after said quests too.

“Bear” Solis Willow

One of the last existing Berserkers.

I’ve always been a bit odd to people. Always too aggressive, constantly fidgeting, never able to stay in one place for too long without tearing it up. The people around me always tended to gravitate away, never knowing why I put them on their guard but knowing it nonetheless. But, it’s not like I blame them. People have never really understood me, I sure as hell don’t understand them. So why are these boys bothering me to join them in fighting a war against demons?? All I did was work a case to help my uncle!

Berserkers are known in norse mythology as warriors. In modern interpretations of that mythology they’re known as savage warriors who wore the skins of animals like bears and wolves. While being known as warriors wasn’t incorrect, the description of wearing animal skins was. Berserkers were a norse people with deep connection to the earthly powers, so potent that their gods eventually rewarded them with power for their appreciation of it. The gods turned the tribe’s warriors into shapeshifters. The warriors appreciated it at first, but it soon became clear the reward was really a curse. The warriors would turn into an animal, but many couldn’t find a way to turn back, leaving them as animals who slowly lost their humanity.

Eventually, a witch in their community decided to take action. She grew a grove of trees with magic imbued into them, and eventually imbued the magic from the berserker warriors into them. When the grove grew enough, she cut one down. She gifted a piece to each warrior and had them carve their animal form into it, making a talisman that each could carry. Some made charms, others made jewelry. These talisman would be a mortal point for the Berserkers, a way for them to retain their mortality and humanity, to control their transformations.

These Berserkers grew to cultivate their magic, using it to perform the same spells as that witch and so many others, but instead of powered with sacrificial magic, they powered it with their own. They used the power gifted to them to gain an even closer connection to the earth’s magics and became some of the first magic-wielders to ever perform witchcraft without spellwork.

Eventually, hundreds of years down the line, Berserkers became known as a supernatural “creature” rather than a community. They were animal shifters with the powers of a witch, but without the sacrifice and without a typical weakness. Berserkers were essentially immune to hunters attempts at killing them, only able to die of old age or grave illness. After a millennium, Berserkers became an endangered people. They were rare to find, and stayed in small groups of families. These days, there is only a single known family of berserkers left. Mine.

“Bear” A nickname given by Dean himself, not that he knows that.

I first met the Winchester brothers when we were only kids. I was 9, Sam 8, and Dean 12. I was visiting my Uncle Bobby for the summer, and a month into the visit, John Winchester dropped the boys off to go work a case. Sam and I hit it off, immediately bonding over our love of reading. Dean and I? Not so much. Within a week, he had butchered my name so much i told him to just pick a nickname and stick with it. He chose Bear, much to my dismay, after the carved bear talisman I wore around my neck.

We spent a month running around Bobby’s scrapyard, the nearby lake and the surrounding town. I can easily say it was probably the most fun I ever had as a kid. But, eventually even that would come to an end.

John came around and finally picked up the boys a month later, barely even leaving us with enough time for a goodbye.

“See you around Bear!!”

For the boys, the memory of me would slowly slip away, fading into a buried memory of a friend they met at Bobby’s, to the vague image of someone they once knew, and eventually forgotten completely.

But for myself? That last parting word from Dean would haunt my dreams and memory for years to come, right up until I became a hunter at 17, and another hunter working the same case asked my name.

“Y’know, you never did give me your name kid.” . . .

“ . . You can call me Bear.”

I finally met Sam and Dean again 15 years later.

Bobby had suddenly fell into a coma, and I was across the country when I got the call. I raced there, but was beaten there by the boys.

“Who the hell are you!?” . . .

“Bobby’s Niece, who the hell are you??”

A BERSERKER’S CAPABILITIES

﹒⋆₊˚ ⁶⁶⁶ Shapeshifting ⛰︎ Through ancient magic that leads back up my family tree for centuries, I can shapeshift into a brown bear. Though I’m still young for my species, as I won’t be a full grown bear until I’m 35, I can still beat most other creatures just with physical strength. Not that Dean would have you believe that with how much he nags about me “being reckless and jumping into fights claws first”

﹒⋆₊˚ ⁶⁶⁶ Enhanced senses ⛰︎ Berserker’s aren’t really human, we look like them, have all the same biological functions, but our abilities are much different. I can hear anything within a 40 mile radius, from the flap of a birds wings to the crunch of a hikers boots. My sense of smell works oddly. I can smell every place an item has ever been, but I can also tune out smells completely. I could tell you just from smell that my leather boots came from a cow in the south that grew up on a large open farm, and was taken to a factory in Nebraska to be treated and sent to a small shop in california before I got them, but no I couldn’t tell you about how bad the smell of exhaust from a truck right beside us on the road is.

﹒⋆₊˚ ⁶⁶⁶ Enhanced prowess ⛰︎ Anyone can gain muscle or build up their endurance—but for me? It’s natural. As a berserker I’m not exactly human, my strength, endurance and stamina are much higher than any typical human. I can run for hours on end without any breaks, carry hundreds of pounds without too much effort, and still have energy afterwards.

﹒⋆₊˚ ⁶⁶⁶ Hibernation ⛰︎ Though I do transform into a bear—I don’t have the sleep schedule of one. Much as I’d like to hibernate for months on end, I typically only sleep 8 hours a night, but I do need all 8 hours. Whenever I don’t get enough rest, I do end up getting a small burst of aggression from my bear half until I can get a nap in. It’s a bit of a pain, but I’m typically good at making sure I get enough rest.

﹒⋆₊˚ ⁶⁶⁶ Animalistic instincts ⛰︎ Though I may not be a bear full time— I do tend to share some characteristics even as a human. Whenever I’m frustrated I tend to get more aggressive and easy to provoke. I tend to use scent to investigate before my sight on instinct, and I can be exceptionally protective whenever I deem anything a threat to anything I claim as mine, whether it be people, locations or items.

﹒⋆₊˚ ⁶⁶⁶ Spellwork ⛰︎ Being a berserker, I’ve always had an interest in magic, and once I was old enough, I was taught everything my family knew. Though, honestly? That wasn’t enough. I spent years researching into every kind of magic, practicing other kinds of magic and seeing how it worked without the sacrificial magic behind it. These days, I can cast a spell with just a small flare of my power and some concentration. A few spells I consistently use are a shrinking spell, to shrink my truck and the things in it into a toy car size to keep in my pocket whenever I decide to ride with the boys in the impala, and a teleportation spell to send my dogs home with my family whenever a job gets too dangerous for them.

﹒⋆₊˚ ⁶⁶⁶ Weaknesses ⛰︎ Though berserkers don’t have anything that can typically kill them like most species, we are weakened by a few items. As a huge part of our being is magic, iron can weaken us like it does fae and ghosts. Silver can’t outright weaken us, but if we’re injured by it, it makes wounds harder to heal, and lastly our own emotions. A good portion of berserkers have issues with shapeshifting whenever their emotions aren’t under control, shifting on accident and not being able to if they aren’t in control of themselves. It’s typically hard for younger berserkers to keep emotions under control, as they have to handle both their animal side’s emotions and their human side’s at the same time without much practice.

"Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind"

ⓘ Dust in the wind, Kansas

🂱 ﹒﹕⋆₊˚⸝⸝ ⁶⁶⁶ wildflowers, smoke, & sea salt the lingering scent that follows me around, stuck to my skin like tar. A vial of perfume i keep in my bag made of as many essential oil flower scents i could find, a vintage cigarette case full and in use, and the salt of the sea that raised me in california, that will never truly leave me.

🂾 ﹒﹕⋆₊˚⸝⸝ ⁶⁶⁶ cotton tops, flannel, & combat boots a small wardrobe, but stylish nonetheless. I wear cotton tees and tanks lined with lace, chunky belts and the combat boots i can never go without. greens, browns, neutrals and naturals are the only ones to cover my skin. and the garnish on top of any outfit, the bear pendant I carved as a child, hung from my neck with by a string of leather.

🂭 ﹒﹕⋆₊˚⸝⸝ ⁶⁶⁶ rev of an engine, echo of a door opening my chosen transportation, a gorgeous brown cream and cream 1978 ford f150 that I love like a child i bore myself. I got Stella’ at 15 instead of my quinceañera and I’ll never regret it. She’s taken me across the country and back a hundred times and never failed. Gotten through rough mountains and freeways the same, and not once broke down.

🃟 ﹒﹕⋆₊˚⸝⸝ ⁶⁶⁶ the shuffle of a deck & scent of paper my poison of choice, a simple deck of tarot cards I keep in my back pocket at all times. Staying at a new motel? I do a reading before I even step outside my truck. Feeling uncertain about a case? I’ve got it covered. Need to understand my mental state just a little better? Well, whoever needed therapy when you’ve got a deck of cards?

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“Local bear is actually just.. a guy?” . . . “What the hell are you talking about Jerry?” . . . “I swear that bear turned into a guy dude.” . . . “Man, you’ve got check your glasses prescription.”

“Bear? Yeah I know them, what’d you wanna know?” . . . “Yeah we met on a hunt a few years back, they fist fought a werewolf with a cigarette still in their mouth, the crazy bastard.” . . . “Couldn’t tell you too much about them honestly, they don’t talk much to anyone but the gals up at the roadhouse and Bobby Singer, though I do hear they’ve been running around with the Winchesters lately.”

“Bear? Yeah they’ve worked a few jobs together with Dean and me. They’re Bobby’s niece, not biologically mind you.” . . . “Yeah I could tell you about them.” “Well for one, They’re entirely against drinking, but you’ll never catch them without a cigarette on them. Uh, They also travel with their two dogs.” . . . “Their real name? Couldn’t tell you. They prefer Bear, only time I’ve seen anyone call them anything else is Bobby when they almost got themself killed on a hunt awhile back, and even then he called them Sol’, which I assume isn’t their full name.”

Here’s your reminder that shifting is limitless.

Today I had a doctor’s appointment and the parking garage nearby the hospital didn’t have any free spaces, so I just shifted to a reality that we found one in the perfect spot. Just cause I wanted to.

Tonight I’m shifting to one of my favorite childhood shows to have cool ass powers and date the character I had a crush on at like 8, just because I can and I want to.

You don’t need a reason or anything you can just.. shift. For stupid stuff, for fun stuff, literally anything. Too many people in the community don’t take advantage of shifting, you can shift just to have a new wardrobe, to sleep longer, to have your family make or order food you’ve been craving.

It doesn’t need to be extravagant or a huge reality change, you can shift for the simple things too. You can shift for anything and everything, so go shift already dude.

Happy shifting.ᐟ

i miss when people were posting cute moodboards and intros to their drs. little blurbs about the things they miss and what they’re looking forward to. now everything on my tl is just people yapping about “how to shift” and reiterating the same stuff constantly

live footage of my brother trying to be responsible and take care of management business on the island and then theres me zooming by in my ford bronco with multiple Compies in the passenger seat while blaring Lorde on the radio with the windows down (im gonna be grounded for life by our dad but worth it tbh)

I hate to be the bearer of (obvious!!) news but manifesting and LOA is literally just reality shifting with another name btw.

Law of assumption is assuming that something is true until it is.

Manifesting is believing in something until it is true.

They’re both literally the exact same thing with a spin on it, and both of them are just another form of shifting. All you are doing is persisting in assumptions and belief until your reality becomes true, which is LITERALLY what the act of shifting is. You are literally just affirming and believing your way into another reality.

quick reminder that shifting literally has no limits. start using shifting as the ultimate tool, use it for all the small things as well, not just shifting to entirely different realities.

Shift to get rid of that persistent headache, shift to have enough extra cash for that craving you’ve had all week, shift to find an extra piece of gum on your desk when you saw the pack was all out. Shift for anything and everything, because you can.

About a week ago I decided that I was gonna get my dream shoes, so I closed my eyes, decided and then shifted to a reality where i did. Two days ago, I got a package in the mail and had my dream shoes in my hands.

You don’t need to shift for some insanely different reality if you dont want to, shift for whatever you please.

i’m gonna be so fr i was introduced to Alysa Liu’s career a couple weeks before the olympics and oh my godsss. She’s such an inspiration dude i love her so so much. She’s inspired me to make a new dr to be a Figure skater, its gonna be soo much fun. Its basically my fame dr now?? cause i dont have an actual fame dr but im pretty well known (in the figure skating world at least) there. Either way i’m so excited to shift there, if yall want a dr intro lmk!!!!

took a nap, had an evil ass dream about my husbands and now I’m shifting to see them because fuck my subconscious brain activity and its evil scenarios, I get to see them any second & anywhere I want because they’re just a single shift away.

i love my pjo dr soso much cause yes I get to hang out with all my friends, have powers and everything but genuinely if I HAD to choose my favorite part about it it’d be being a prophet.

cause on the silly side of it, i get to be all mysterious and shit with my prophecies which is so much fun, I get to do wtv i want and demand shit from the gods(we are getting that child support MUCH sooner than after the war, aka like the year i arrived at camp LMAOO) but also being a prophet entails being Apollo’s prophet and he’s literally the best. Like not even bs-ing he’s genuinely the most caring god out of the olympians when it comes to his kids and actually helps most demigods even if they’re not his kids cause of his whole “Protector of the young” domain bit.

He’s also extremely protective which. yeah okay maybe i love that a little too much but YOU try being neglected as a kid and then try to not love having someone care ab you so much they’d literally go to war for you (in a paternal way). yes i WILL be solving my daddy issues with 50 father figures throughout my drs WHO IS GONNA STOP ME.

anyways highkey i love being a prophet for my abilities and connection it gives me to Apollo. idk i just love my pjo dr soso much and every relationship I have in it is actually so special to me.

I love being crafty cause wdym i just spent a few hours painting and coating beads and now I have my camp half blood necklace from my dr 😼😼

anyways this is ur sign to start using actual items to help with connecting to ur dr if you have a hard time connecting with only visualization. script that a necklace, bracelet, earrings, a pair of socks literally anything you have here, you have there as well. It also helps with grounding in my experience.ᐟ :33

basically i yap about how long I’ve been obsessed with the books and get emotional ab it. yes this is corny & no idgaf.

So, to start off, heres some context. The first pjo book came out in 2005, 3 years before I was born. Now I have an older brother who got into the book series at around 8yo when I was 4, and I was obsessed with reading. I learned to read pretty early on and constantly wanted to hear new stories, so obviously, i forced said brother to read me the book series he liked so much at the ripe age of 4.

So from then on I loved the pjo books, they remind me of a time when my brother actually cared enough about me to read to me, and one of the rare pieces of my childhood I actually remember. I grew up on these books. From the second I was literate enough to read them on my own I did. Now, I didnt get my own set of books till around 8, but before then? i was constantly checking them out from my schools libraries. I’ve read that first series so much I could probably still remember it after getting dementia and a concussion at the same time.

I, unfortunately as a child without any idea of how the internet worked, didnt find out about the other pjo series until I was 10. And let me tell you, the lost hero? got me PISSED like every other fan when it was about jason and not percy. little preteen me was read to storm rick riordans house myself to regale my agony to him personally. obviously that did not happen but i did kind of hate that series at first till i just skipped TLH and read The son of neptune. anyways im getting too detailed. The idea is, I grew up on pjo, eventually including all the series in my love of it. I have an entire bookshelf dedicated to all of the books and ruined any chance of getting into other genres when i was younger because i was so obsessed. So evidently, when I eventually grew out of pjo (read; stopped rereading each series within a week and continuously rereading each after finishing all of them and instead only read it once every year or two), I still loved it but found other interests such as MHA, FNAF, HP(though not as much now since jkr is a bitch), etc etc.

Anyhow, at the ripe age of 11 I found out about shifting. mind you, that age gets wonky cause i’ve been to so many realities and vaguely remember finding out about shifting at multiple different ages now, but we’re sticking with 11 cause thats the most prominent age i remember finding out in this reality. Anyways, like most others I found out through tiktok, though my first dr was MHA unlike most who i saw were shifting to stranger things or harry potter. I entertained the idea of shifting to pjo at first, but decided I loved it too much to ever let myself shift there out of the fear that the books would be ruined for me once I shifted back.(dont question the logic, i was a stupid 11yo.)

Anyways I finally created a pjo dr when i was 15, and let me tell you that dr was a WRECK. I went with the most basic shit ever and it literally felt like I was trying to live someone elses life instead of being myself there, which would never work for me. It got scrapped as a dr after a few months and I only ever tried shifting there a couple times with no luck(and thank the gods for that)

But, last year I made a new pjo dr, one that is so utterly me i actually have a hard time sharing too much about it because of how personal that reality feels to me. I plan on eventually sharing some things I scripted for it like changes to camp, the godly world and more, but I don’t think I’ll ever go too into it with details about my circumstances in that dr because the idea of someone copying it for themself without any thought to how personal it is for me genuinely makes me ill.

I get to be exactly who that 4 year old dreamed of when they first listened to their older brother reading the book to them, and I personally think thats wonderful.

My pjo dr gives me a chance to relive my childhood, both literally and figuratively. It means more to me than practically any of my drs and I don’t know if any other reality will ever be able to match up to it if I’m honest.

And that kind of scares me yknow? cause what happens when I’ve lived my life through there and have to let go of it, to have another adventure? but it’s worth it to me. I can’t stop trying to live the way I want to just because I’m scared of what’ll happen when eventually it ends.

Anyways I’m feeling emotional and I really want to shift to my pjo dr so I think I will. Happy shifting everyone, I hope you all find a reality that means as much to you as my pjo dr does to me♡