#Asphodelia

[crow-posting]

Still losing my mind over how Awoken amethyst is seen in both Refraction (Crow's area) and the Iconoclasm mission, but asphodelia isn't?? Like, Awoken amethyst makes sense bc it represents the physical clash between Light and Darkness, but so does asphodelia?? And it was planted by the Witness's precursors??

But despite pink asphodelia being everywhere, there's not even red [Black Garden] asphodelia in Iconoclasm.

The Witness is introduced in a vision that takes place in the Black Garden and yet we don't see either version of asphodelia in its area(s) of the Pale Heart.

An artistic oversight? Or does it despise The Gardener that much?

[prince--ofnothing]

The innocent grows the flowers.

[jillybean-seighdrasov]

This scene is so sad. He would do anything for his sister and she passed him by like he was nothing. She didn't deserve him as a brother and she sure in the hell doesn't deserve Crow. Leave my man alone.

"Mara. I brought a flower for you."

[opanchu]

working on eah oc redesigns :sweetiepie:

[vivid-asphodelia]

\\English Below//

Au seuil

Les doigts tachés de crépuscule

je sors parmi les ornières

les sentiers flagellés de hêtres

les salissures de l’humus

les flaques boueuses

sous mes pieds et mes narines

c’est la terre qui saisit mes pas

Je vais au plus profond

abri de ronces

griffes déployées

Je ne m’aventure que là

où les esprits le veulent

écharpée aux rosaires et autres crucifix

j’ai délaissé les Pater

les pardons péremptoires

et sauvé de l’oubli

les ferveurs enfantines

ancien et sauvage

est le temps d’avant

aux merveilles cachées dans le sable et les brumes

Suivre le chemin des lacs

Il m’a fallu renouer

aux galets éloquents

que vent sel pluie soleil

érodent

parcourir les flancs des montagnes millénaires

suivre les contours

ex-voto gravés

déités dont seule la pierre

se souvient

J’ai réappris à entendre

le cri du renard

compter les morceaux de laines offerts

aux rudes branches

prunelliers et aubépines

à chaque croisement

faire le choix de l’Autre Monde

J’effiloche les fils pleins d’agilité

qu’entrecroisent incantations et philtres

toujours dans le sillage

des êtres sans corps à l’odeur de pins

et d’eau souterraine

L’espace se meut

au seuil je me tiens

entre l’arche des frondaisons

ferme et sans bruit

ancrée ancestrale

et la nuée de cailloux

Devenir racine

tubéreuse ou galbanum

devenir feuille

armoise ou achillée

devenir fleur

narcisse ou belladone

Que je n’ai jamais quittée

La peau et les os

les herbes me consacrent

œil et dent

les herbes me bénissent

chair et souffle

les herbes creusent l’extase

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Treshold

I go out among the ruts

Fingers stained with twilight

beech scourged paths

the dirt of humus

muddy puddles

under my feet and nostrils

it's the earth that grips my steps

I go to the deepest

shelter of brambles

claws outstretched

I venture only where

where the spirits will

scarred by rosaries and crucifixes

I've abandoned the Pater

peremptory pardons

and saved from oblivion

childish fervors

old and wild

is the time before

with wonders hidden in sand and mist

Follow the path of lakes

I had to reconnect

to the eloquent pebbles

that wind salt rain sun

erode

traverse the slopes of thousand-year-old mountains

follow the contours

engraved votive offerings

deities remembered only in stone

remember

I've relearned to hear

the cry of the fox

to count the pieces of wool offered

to the rough branches

blackthorn and hawthorn

at every crossroads

choosing the Other World

I unravel the agile threads

that intertwine incantations and philtres

always in the wake

of bodiless beings with the scent of pines

and underground water

Space moves

on the threshold I stand

firm and silent

ancestral anchored

between the arch of foliage

and the cloud of pebbles

Becoming root

tuberose or galbanum

become leaf

mugwort or yarrow

become flower

narcissus or belladonna

That I have never left

Skin and bones

herbs consecrate me

eye and tooth

herbs bless me

flesh and breath

herbs dig ecstasy

[livdfree]

Man I don’t know what came over me, but the need for Uldren with Asphodelias tore me away from everything else-

Based off of a thread from twitter, original piece by @/itwasleo

[synnthamonsugar]

Mara sits cross-legged in the canopy shade of Riven's wing. She wets the pad of her thumb with the tip of her tongue, then uses the moisture to hold a bundle of fresh-picked asphodelia in place. Riven turns to watch. On this day, her head is the size of a Fallen pike. She is vibrant blue with a yellow and red crest . . .

- Riven, The Dreaming City lore book

My entry for One Last Wish, a Destiny 2 ahamkara zine. Check out the full book & all the entries @onelastwishzine!

[theforsakenprince]

hey you ever think about the fact that the Asphodelia flowers we see everywhere in the dreaming city came from the flower Uldren picked from the black garden. How enough time had passed since his entry into the Black Garden and now for it to become an engrained part of Awoken culture. How long was Uldren dealing with the madness Bungie. How long was he slowly drifting apart from Jolyon

[schrodingers-blursed-kitty]

Thanks for the tag!

From my near ish future sci fi space colonywip, context is waking up from cyrostasis

"Another shape moves closer, shining yet another blinding light. I lift up my hand, straining against gravity itself. Every heartbeat moves searing liquid heat through me."

I tag @ariminiria @canadiangold @whalelover64 @supreme-leader-stoat @iceandbone and anyone else I forgot!

Also thanks to @ffcrazy15 for previous tag!

I was tagged by @synestheticwanderings for a writing thingy that I just remembered, and I rewarded myself for writing some very boring sentences for an outline for my final semester project by writing some far more fun fanfiction.

RULES: Post the last sentence you wrote (fanfic / original / anything) and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence.

Her wound breaks him.

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) I will not be explaining myself at this time.

Ayy, that's few enough I actually can tag that many people! Tagging @polithicc, @lilaccatholic, @loubuttons, and @softboiledwonderland (optional as always) <3

[haldenlith]

In lieu of another chapter to Binary Star (I've not had a real chance to get started on Chapter 3), and as something to distract myself with, here, have a sort of concept of Uldwyn as he is later in the story. Mainly doodled this to have a good idea of him visually for myself, but also so that I have a visual ref for his tattoos. I pulled some from the Uldren concept art, but also put in a lot of references, too.

The one "triangle and V" shape on his bicep is a nod to the layered bird emblem that is on Uldren's armor in D1. The flowers are from the Branched Asphodel. The reference should be obvious there. The bird in flight on the front of his shoulder (flying towards his chest) is a crow. The black hole on his back referencing the singularity-event that yoinkety skroinks the Yang Liwei and makes The Distributary. Ager and Rega flank it. And then, actually, the flowing lines? They're a reference to the Light that dances on Awoken skin and the Darkness that was all over Uldren when he was Taken.

A lot of cheeky little references to things that don't exist in this universe. (Well, the asphodelias still do.)

Slightly Future Me Edit: I forgot to mention that the placements of Ager and Rega are intentional. Rega is meant to be on the right shoulder, where most of the tattoo work is (his right side), being sort of emblematic of how much he's given of himself to Mara. Everything has been in service of her. Meanwhile, his side is empty. He has done little for himself.

Had fun with this, even if I think I might've had Ardwynn/Hal on the brain, looking at his, um, chest. I might've made his pecs a little too big.

But that just means I'll need to make Hal's tiddies even bigger. 😏

[asphodel-storm]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ferdinand von Aegir/Hubert von Vestra, Ferdinand von Aegir & My Unit | Byleth Characters: Hubert von Vestra, Ferdinand von Aegir, My Unit | Byleth Additional Tags: background Edelgard von Hresvelg/Byleth, Fake Marriage, but it takes a while to get there, Ferdinand dates an obvious Agarthan, Hubert is definitely not jealous Series: Part 2 of Once, Twice, Thrice Summary:

The harder Ferdinand tries, the more he seems to come up short. Especially where Hubert is concerned.

Maybe his efforts will be more appreciated by the girl his father wants him to court?

((Hubert von Vestra and Ferdinand von Aegir are each married three times in their lives, and every time is to each other. Part two: an academy wedding as a defensive strategy.))

[crow-posting]

more

Awoken Headcanons

note: this is mostly based on my own audacity rather than actual lore. 🤫

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Earthborn and Awoken Guardians are like the book versions of LotR elves, while Reefborn are like the movie versions. They're actually similar, but to outsiders, Earthborn are friendly and full of life while Reefborn are aloof and elegant like their queen. This perception, though frustrating to people like Petra, generally works in Mara's favor so she allows it to continue.

Awoken Speech sounds more like creole than a separate language. This is due to the multitude of languages spoken aboard the Yang Liwei, which then carried over into the dialects in the Distributary. Although some argue Speech is a mixed language rather than creole, consensus from both the Gensym Scribes and Last City's Cryptarchy has not yet been reached.

Portmanteau examples:

daatma (ดาว/"dāw" + आत्मा/"ātman"): Awoken [older gen]

tulatma (tulay + आत्मा/"ātman"): Awoken [younger gen]

luxïn (luz + 星/"xīng"): starlight

noyam (noyer + يوم/"yawm"): Darkness

Traditional Awoken names usually sound "soft," with palatalized consonants and several vowels. The most common ending letters are "A" (Mara, Petra, Amrita) and "N" (Uldren, Jolyon, Nasan), while the most uncommon letter is "K" (Tulnik).

Most Reefborn are highly superstitious, due to the environment they grew up in. However they don't consider themselves superstitious, as it is only "practical" to refer to The Dreaming using epithets instead of names, or to look for omens in dreams, or to treat water and reflections as near-sacred, and so on.

Promises and vows / oaths are generally a life-long ordeal for Awoken, especially for Reefborn and especially if they are made to Mara. This is partly influenced by the post-Distributary riots, partly influenced by contracts with Ahamkara, and partly influenced by Mara's own charisma, which has created an almost religious devotion* amongst her followers.

*(Embarrassingly, when Calus sought to imitate this sense of devotion to lure Awoken Guardians to the Menagerie, he was partially successful.)

Balance is an important part of Awoken culture. Past and future and life and death are strongly emphasized by Reefborn, while Earthborn have integrated Old Earth philosophies like yin-yang and wabi-sabi. While Awoken Guardians tend to be less ardent about balance and/or a desire for it, there are noticeably less Awoken within the Praxic Order than in other Vanguard-affiliated organizations.

The Awoken don't believe in a physical afterlife, only the Unreal. This makes the existence of Awoken Guardians egregious to other Awoken, as they do not "return" from death, but rather "take form" of people who no longer exist. Even so, Guardians (or "Noble Dead") are still treated with respect - out of love for the ones they look like, and fear of the entities they are.

(Awoken don't believe in reincarnation either, as The Awakening is considered an "extraordinary" circumstance.)

Contrary to popular belief, male Awoken aren't ostracized in Reefborn society, and they aren't considered second-class citizens either. Even so, due to the 70/30 split [which has persisted since the Distributary], it is rare to see male Reefborn in high-level positions or as Techeuns. The perceived lack of opportunity has led to an increase in Reefborn emigrants in recent years, especially after the Battle of Saturn.

Due to the loss of resources and difficulties of growing food in the Reef, Reefborn dishes are "bland" compared to Earthborn ones. The most common seasonings are salt, cold-hardy herbs like mint, and corasteri (a star-shaped culinary variant of asphodelia). However, Reefborn food is both warming and filling, which is suited to a life in deep space.

The Dreaming City is surprisingly bare in terms of flora and fauna. Aside from pink asphodelia, queensfoil, baryon bough and memorial trees - most of which are cultivated - there are very few plants to be found. Spectral butterflies and non-native jewel bugs can be found in gardens and lost sectors, and starcats have free rein of the buildings, but there is no urban wildlife like in the Last City and Earth's metropolitan ruins. The vibrance is an illusion; it is as empty as the Reef's biodomes.

Earthborn do not live as long as their Reefborn counterparts; higher oxygen levels, increased gravity, and larger amounts of pollution make life more difficult for people adapted to space. Ironically, this is the inverse issue the Awoken faced when leaving the Distributary.

Awoken anatomy is uncanny if you look closely enough. Most traits fall within expectations (eg resistance to radiation, increased reaction time) but adaptations like tapetum lucidum can still startle people who aren't used to seeing them. Experimental traits, which are common in later-generation Reefborn, make some seem entirely inhuman. And the ability to track Guardians by their Light will never not be creepy.

Experimental traits include but aren't limited to: pointed ears; nictitating membranes (i.e. "third eyelids"); and genital slits [for Awoken specifically created for deep space missions].

Due to a history of bio-engineering, cybernetic augments are seen as unnecessary and rarely utilized outside of eutechs, and later, Techeuns. Fully robotic components, such as exo frames, are practically unheard of and often met with pity or revulsion.

The 891 are forbidden from seeking information about their lives from The Time Before (aka pre-Collapse lives), as it is considered a "distraction" from Mara's plan. Descendant Awoken are also discouraged from pursuing such info unless it is considered pertinent to their mission.

Queenslaw has been partially lifted in the Reef, due to the influx of Guardians after the Battle of Saturn. Many things once considered illegal or taboo are now acceptable, and some things are even encouraged. Unfortunately, not everyone agrees with these "sudden" changes and it has done little to reduce tensions between factions, most notably the Gensym Scribes and the Last City's Cryptarchy.

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Reefborn sobriquets often refer to relationships (Uldren "Queensbrother," Taranis "Rivensmate," Petra "Covensdaughter"). Earthborn nicknames are often more individualized but still invoke a sense of interconnectedness (eg "Swornsister" Takara, Avraam "Firstborn").

Although the Awoken are known for their music (for ceremonies, parties, mourning, etc.) Earth-derived music seems just as violent to them as the Guardians who enjoy it. Knowing this, RZ-3 intentionally made a playlist to "scare" Petra on missions, and has successfully startled several Corsairs by belting out the lyrics to "Teenagers" while doing patrols.

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[official grimoire / lore books: The Maraid (D1); Marasenna, The Awoken of the Reef, The Dreaming City (D2, general); The Forsaken Prince, A Tangled Web, Ripples (D2, Uldren/Crow), Ecdysis (D2, the Emissary)]

[specific lore that Tickles My Brain: "Holdfast Bond," "The Supremacy", "Third Gift"; "Crow's Best Night"]

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[see also: "Things I Think About: Awoken Edition"; "Awoken Phrases & Exclamations"; "Last City Lingo"; timeline in the Distributary; Awoken amethyst]

[eventiderookery]

Dead Gods

or the Black Garden stag ornament that i desperately want to exist, complete with bigger antlers, asphodelia flowers that look like spider lilies, and weird glowing vex bits

[narrated]

asphodelia flowers in bloom around him, swaying sweetly in the faint breeze. this little hill is hidden towards the back of the harbinger's seclude, one of the dreaming city's many secrets. it is then to his surprise that the sound of footsteps fall on his ears, the crunch of boots under frost-coated grass. jolyon lifts their head to see her standing there, enough space remaining that he cannot tell if it is respect or uncertainty. ❛   young wolf,   ❜ they incline their head to hotaru, worrying a single plucked petal between his thumb and index finger. his brow furrows as the moment passes, pondering her presence in a place that is specifically difficult to find. ❛   did petra send you here?   ❜ / @knghtlock.

[opanchu]

OKAAYYY I made an oc sideblog get in -> @diygals

[braindamagedrizz]

That time post-corruption Ruxiz brought Osiris and Saint a bouquet of Asphodelia and they almost had a heart attack