#dioica

[ladysnows]

META   + sara's relationship with duty and how that ties into cregan?

i'm the most asdfghjkl excited to gab about these two and more importantly how that fits into sara's own personal views of what true duty means. to do that i'll have to first unpack the importance of their relationship itself... cregan does go through a lot at a fairly young age he not only loses his brother but also becomes lord of winterfell fairly young and has to wrest that status from his own uncle. then lo and behold he gets married, loses his wife to child birth, and has to take care of not only winterfell but a newborn son. starks, more than most families, place a very deep value upon familial bonds - particularly the one between siblings. we also know that starks have a tendency to treat bastards better than most, what we hear of them is how much ( even in little accounts ) cregan truly loved his sister. when he believed jace could have sullied sara he flew into a rage and nearly killed him.

there is somewhat of an age gap between them but not necessarily a substantial one. that would factor in to him trusting her to take care of winterfell when he isn't there, his time is split between the wall and the care of his people back home, where his son also is. he needed someone he could trust to not only keep the north safe alongside him but rickon, his heir. he puts a lot of open trust in his sister and it never seems to factor in that she is a bastard.

sara is afforded the same respect and love by cregan he would give to anyone in his family. all the same choices as well.

so that's unpacked. them. because that is vital to duty. it is her privilege to serve for her brother. it's quite literally the beating heart of who sara is. and that duty exists because he's never treated her any less. in fact it's rarely spoken of that she is even a bastard except briefly.

the origin of duty for sara also begins with knowing her own family history. she believes the legends, she believes in the night's watch, and takes sending men to the wall as seriously as cregan or any other person. she also views the north as the most important part of westeros for what they sacrifice and the oaths they keep to the continued safety of the kingdom.

[blossomhcir]

NETHEERA "N.ETTLES" OF THE SUMMER ISLES

@dioica

[hrlaw]

❝ i saw you do that, you know. ❞ from @dioica !

the ocean was , as ocean is , wide and vast and beautiful. the seamist leaving a salty glow , sun-kissed skin shimmering in the sun. northern wood and eastern sails , the dragon rider he was aboard was much larger than his own raiding ship , harvest was much lighter and faster but somehow --- less majestic. the task of building and executing the feat of them had not come easily , the coin that the islands had to front before being paid by the crown as hefty. and the blonde harlaw wasn't about to simply allow the ship to be unattended until the fine was paid in full... so maybe he had taken a few liberties aboard while they waited. it wasn't as if the ships were uncaptained but the main landers weren't quite the same when it came to their ships. didn't have that special connection that should have come with them. so he figured , they wouldn't quite mind if the young harlaw claimed it as his own. figured he might as well lend a ship his luck.

the wood at the base of the wheel chipped away quite easily at the careful angle of his dagger. the scythe , as always , a very simple tool to etch despite the knight never having seen one in person his entire life... the fiddling had quite taken up the majority of his attention. easily whisked up in a task like some sort of hyperfixated mind-melted seagul. which would explain as his attention was swiftly swept away by a new current crashing into idling thought just as he's finishing the little design. the voice startles him , it's new and foreign and pointedly not ironborn. their accents were harsh and quite distinctive , but this one... didn't belong to one of them. he didn't know , so instead , figures he'll play it safe.

« m'lady , » the words come out slow , intentional , as if his words are struggling to keep up with his brain as he tries to explain the history of why this was tradition , or maybe that he had been instrumental in getting this ship made , or that he was supposed to be here.. guarding the ship... until payment was due... instead none of those come out , instead , a book seems to fall out of place in the back of the library that filled his head and the words spoken feel like they're lifted from a page he's never read. « what do you think you saw. » not guilty until proven so , or so his cousin says.

[azmenka]

dying a warriors death OR dying in the stead of a beloved family member?

make my muse choose . . .

THERE ARE BUT TWO FAMILY MEMBERS LEFT THAT HE LOVES . . .

Asha would wish a warrior’s death for herself and though it would leave him heartbroken, he couldn’t deny his beloved little sister the honor of one day telling her stories of heroism at the Drowned God’s table . Alannys , his equally beloved mother , knows nothing but suffering since losing her sons and , simultaneously , her mind ; wandering around Harlaw , calling for her children like a ghost in the night is barely a life and more often than not , Maron catches himself thinking that death may be a kindness for her . again , it is peace he wouldn’t wish to take from her .

so instead , he’d much rather die heroically on the battlefield ; making sure he’ll take as many enemies with him as he can before eventually passing over into the halls of his god .

[sacrificide]

*̲ @dioica : i have no fear, nor no one should.

a thoughtful hum is elicited at the girl's words, and his gaze rakes over her in something that one might almost mistake for admiration; her words seem to be truthful enough. he finds no hints of deception, no sign that her heart is truly gripped by fear despite the words at her lips. he wishes he could find it within himself to be as brave as her. what a silly thing to wish. he averts his gaze from her fully now, pivoting away from her so he might look out the balcony instead. the sun sits high in the sky, casting its golden glow across the city. he tips his head as if lost in thought, before he glances over his shoulder at her once more. ❛     you do not fear even death?     ❜

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I'm just queueing a bunch of these up until I find the motivation to make more. enjoy ✨

[ladysnows]

@dioica said: 'why do you say things like that?'

❝     this  is  the  north  .  .  .     ❞     where  the  winters  were  harsh  and  unforgiving,  and  not  just  anyone  could  survive  without  aide.  winterfell  stood  as  a  monument  to  what  can  be  accomplished,  the  beating  heart  of  her  family,  separate  from  westeros  with  a  lord  that  sat  upon  a  dais  and  never  once  called  himself  king.  viserys  respected  that,  rhaenyra  would  honor  it,  but  the  usurper?  fragile  ―  ego  weary?  would  not.  their  ways  would  flounder,  die  with  a  gasp,  and  not  a  single  person  who  relied  upon  the  north's  fortitude  was  ready  for  that.     ❝     -  we  have  our  beliefs  and  legends  as  much  as  any  targaryen.  why  do  you  think  the  night's  watch  exists?     ❞     so  that  the  seat  of  ultimate  power,  the  beloved  iron  throne  a  war  was  being  fought  over,  could  stay  just  as  it  was.     ❝     our  dead  are  always  burnt  and  nobody  goes  beyond  the  fucking  wall.     ❞

[blossomhcir]

IN DEPTH HEADCANONS; ACCEPTING  @dioica asked  ❛ Which of their five senses are the strongest? For example, are they usually the first person to smell something rotten? Are they the first person to see something across the street? Etc. ❜

Sight is definitely her strongest sense! She has a keen eye for detail, especially in appraising quality. Noticing minute stitches in a garment or the slightest hint of rot in a fruit. She can pick up on small signs of quality or good craftsmanship.

She’s also fairly observant in people’s body language and emotional cues. Part of learning the social graces expected of a lady is to be able to note peoples reactions and act accordingly. While she sometimes struggles with the social interactions, being observant is something that comes naturally to her. She notices much more than people would give her credit for.

[theyoungwaldschrat]

[azmenka]

old iron or high valyrian?

make my muse choose . . .

SINCE THE EARLY DAYS OF HIS CHILDHOOD travels have brought him to Essos . rarely to raid, mind you, but to see the world as it’s supposed to be - less orderly, but more feral, more unhinged in nature ( or so Euron had called it anyways ). most of those journeys have led to the Slaver Cities and there, Maron has picked up on Bastardized Valyrian in various dialects. so while he understands and - to a point - speaks what is left of High Valyrian ( hint: not much is left ) in the world, he somewhat dislikes it. it’s the language of their oppressors after all. the language of Aegon the Conqueror, who had thought it fair to subjugate a proud people with the cowardly help of dragonfire.

Maron thus will always prefer Old Iron. the language of his people and, more importantly, a language that nobody who isn’t Ironborn would know, because it has never been shared with outsiders. not only does it seem to intimidate those he wants to intimidate, it is also very useful while talking shit about people that are currently in the same room as him . . .

[thecryptandtheincubus]

ᗹɌᎽꗞᙁĬᕔ ꞆᙅዛꗛꕷꞆĬᕔ

HERBARIUM : Bryone dioïque (Bryonia Dioica)

LAPIDARIUM : Fuschite, Jaspe rouge, Jaspe héliotrope

LIEU DE CUEILLETTE : fort de Huy (Belgique)

[chaos-draws]

#5 Inktober 2024

Brennnessel (Nettle); Uratica dioica

Dispite thier harsh self-defense organism- wich can lead to burning and itchy rashes- peosessed into ab ointment it can support the treatment of osteoarthritis, acne and other skin problems. Brewed into a tea, it helps with urinary tract infections.

[plantpest]

they are early this year

[stairnaheireann]

Nettle Soup

“He who is afraid of every nettle should not pee in the grass.” The common Stinging Nettle, Urtica dioica, was for many generations an important traditional food in Ireland, providing a free and tasty ingredient for soups, purées and sauces in the spring. As they are rich in minerals and vitamins and said to cleanse the blood, nettles were taken as a medicinal herbal tea – for a sort of internal…

[blossomhcir]

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