#roelle??

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they turnt her face into a robot one!!

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The morning lesson.

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Katrina Roelle at Vetements, Spring 2023

[lesenbyan]

I keep thinking about Garlean technology versus Eorzean but this time I'm specifically on the medical sciences bc like.

We don't hear it often but Eorzea is still using the 4 humors. They have magical healing so it makes sense their understanding of biology and medicine is stunted (and then you add on the sheer destruction that comes from the calamities that often basically has everyone clawing their way back from literally nothing. I expect we only have so much of Allag left bc they had a tendency to launch shit into the sky.) Like i'm sure there are some scientifically minded people that want/do biology research in Eorzea, but I feel like there are societal rules against, like, autopsies and such much like irl societies have/had. And as far as I know, there is no evidence of surgery in eorzea in canon

On the other hand we see Garlemald and we know surgery exists bc of some of the modifications to bosses (looking at you SB.) We know they must have a comprehensive grasp of medicine to have been half as prosperous as an Empire. We see far too many old garlean men for me to believe it's all luck and genetics. I don't think they rival today's medicine, mind, but I think they know what an antibiotic is, you know?

What i'm saying is, these two practices have their benefits both but I imagine they can also treat completely different things. Like of course there's overlap but imagine Garlean medicine finding the cure to the Creeping Death? They give Eorzea the ability to triage so deep stabbings aren't necessarily fatal bc magic can't close the wound? What about magically assissted surgery? Makes it 100% survival rates bc the boost? What if we marry the two?

[nobodysuspectsthebutterfly]

#if this bitch world didn't make her insecure she'd be as funny as jaime #‘to what end’ ‘his’ proves it idgaf #ik she is painfully sincere and earnest but she has the capacity for some zingers #u just have to see the vision (via @blankwhiteshield)

Brienne could see the crown of his scalp where he had shaved it. Many holy brothers wore such tonsures. Septa Roelle once told her that it was meant to show that they had nothing to hide from the Father. "Can't the Father see through hair?" Brienne had asked. A stupid thing to say. She had been a slow child; Septa Roelle often told her so.

Brienne is insecure about this moment, but apart from it just being the kind of thing a kid would say, I think it points to untapped comedic talent. This kind of observation made sarcastically instead of earnestly is the basis of like 90% of Jaime's sense of humor.

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USA: Ergebnisse einer Wolfserhebung zeigen, dass die Population trotz Jagdverbot stabil bleibt

Wildtierbiologen des Michigan Department of Natural Resources haben am 17.1.2023 die Ergebnisse der jüngsten Wolfserhebung in Michigan veröffentlicht. Michigan ist ein US-Bundesstaat im Mittleren Westen, der an 4 der Grossen Seen angrenzt. Über die obere und untere Halbinsel des Staates verteilen sich mehr als 11’000 Binnenseen. Die Anfang 2022 durchgeführte Erhebung zeigt, dass die…

[myheartburnsthere-too]

brienne doesn't know what an absolute catch she is and that's the real tragedy of asoiaf

I wonder what septa roelle is gonna say when bri inevitably rolls back up to tarth with a ring on her finger, a sword in her hand and the hottest guy in the seven kingdoms going to ask her father's blessing that's going to be DELICIOUS

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Louis performing at the Sziget Festival photographed by Andrea Roell

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Louis Tomlinson, SZIGET FESTIVAL 2024 [10.8.2024] 📸 Andrea Roell @ Festivalinfo.nl

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general incivility, chapter four

                              - a brienne x jaime pride & prejudice retelling -

chapter one l chapter two  l chapter three l chapter four

The Stormlands were, like most of the families who had settled there, rather unremarkable. The rocky region lay nestled between the more wealthy Crownlands to the north and the more fertile Reach to the west. Most ever bothered to cross the mountain range that separated the regions, and to the south was nothing but the Dornish desert, as inhospitable as its people from what Septa Roelle had taught her. 

It was a rugged land, as large and sprawling, pitted and scarred as she was. It would never be considered beautiful but it was what it was. One either learned to love it or they hated it and Brienne had adopted the same practice to her own life. 

Many a day, Brienne went riding. Usually to train, but other days, just as an excuse to stretch her legs and clear her mind. But today, fresh from a wash after her morning bout with the Colonel, Brienne set out on the path towards the closet manor home, Storm’s End, to pay a call upon her most intimate of friends—her only friend to speak plainly. 

Storm’s End was perched upon Durran’s Point, the southernmost stop of the King’s Road. Here, the elder of King Robert’s younger brothers had made his home nearly a decade ago now. Brienne had been too young to attend but her father had told her stories of the great retinue that had arrived with Stannis Baratheon and his young wife and how all of the Stormlands had celebrated for seven days straight before King Robert had returned north to his iron throne. 

If the people of the Stormlands had hoped for a lively royal in their midst, they were sadly disappointed. Stannis Baratheon lacked the love of pomp and party that his two brothers had inherited, preferring the solemn and dreary coasts of Storm’s End to the other manors he may have claimed for his own as the King’s brother and heir. 

As they arrived at the manor’s gates, Septa Roelle turned her nose up. “Oh, Lady Selyse is at home,” she remarked in the same tone she pointed out mice droppings. Septa Roelle liked few people but she actively disliked even fewer, but somehow Lady Selyse Baratheon had never risen high in the Septa's mind. 

The Bartheons only had the one daughter, an intelligent, sweet young debutant of fifteen who though Brienne's junior, was more mature than any of the other ladies in the region.  She was also, like Brienne, no stranger to cruelty at the sake of her appearance.

As tall and thin as both her parents, Shireen had the Baratheon bold blue eyes and the equally strong, jutting jaw which may have made her handsome if not partnered with her mother’s large ears and aquiline nose. 

Fate had taken a hand in Shireen’s appearance as well. While still in the cradle, Shireen had been afflicted with grayscale. While she had recovered, she had been left with gray and black mottled scars all across her left cheek and down to her neck. 

The more superstitious families avoided the Baratheons, believing the disease lay dormant in the skin and could be reawoken with a single sneeze. Folly, according to all the maesters but still even the more opportunistic fortune hunters steered clear of the young Lady Baratheon. Septa Roelle had also been conflicted. On the one hand, her charge rubbing elbows with royalty, and on the other, a disease so deadly that its mere name was considered dangerous.

Thankfully, royal blood, diseased or not, won out in the end, and the two unfortunates became fast friends. Shireen liked the loyal and true Brienne Tarth, finding her refreshing and more intelligent than any of the other ladies her mother tried to foster upon her, while Brienne liked the quiet solitude of Shireen’s company. Shireen never stared or ogled or winced and, on numerous occasions, put herself pointedly between Brienne and her tormentors at assemblies so no one would jokingly ask Brienne the Beauty for a dance. 

Shireen had been in attendance at the assembly though her mother had kept her occupied with both Lannister brothers. “Brienne tells me you were the first to dance with Mr. Lannister,” Septa Roelle praised Shireen as they all sat down in the sitting room over a cup of tea. 

Lady Baratheon beamed at the accomplishment, but Shireen was quick to deflect any praise. “Yes, but he danced with nearly every lady present. Though, he did ask after you, Brienne.”

Septa Roelle perked up at this. “Oh?”

“Yes, but it was later in the evening, and poor Mr. Tarth had already called for the chaise. Mr. Lannister did seem rather disappointed.”

“My departure, if truly noticed, was nothing but a slight inconvenience, if that.” Brienne insisted lest Septa Roelle get the wrong idea. 

“Oh, but he was most sincere,” Shireen protested. “He mentioned you had spoken for a moment and while he was rudely whisked away, he had great hopes of the two of you finishing the conversation before the night came to an end.”

“I dare say he’ll have to get used to disappointment,” Brienne murmured into her cup. 

Shireen heard it and gave her a knowing smile, but Septa Roelle had already moved on to the next eligible bachelor. “Is there any truth to this rumor that the elder Lannister is set to marry the cousin that was in attendance?” 

“It was obvious to even that blind old bat Whent,” Lady Baratheon confirmed. “Ms. Lannister did deign to dance with some of the local gentlemen but never more than once. As for the Lion of Lannister, he was most disagreeable. I was in his company for nearly the entire evening, and he barely uttered a word. Most unfortunate. Good breeding does not always result in good manners.” 

Brienne could only imagine what Jaime Lannister had thought of Selyse Baratheon shadowing his every move. His unpleasant mood became less of a mystery. 

“The youngest Mr. Lannister told me his brother is not much for conversation among strangers but is a remarkably agreeable fellow among his intimate acquaintances,” Shireen contributed.

“Simply making excuses for his family,” her mother replied. “It was clear to the whole assembly that he is a sinfully prideful man. Comely or not, I’ll be happy to see the back of him.” 

“I do not see why he should not be proud. He is the most handsome man I have ever seen, and his family is reported to have more wealth than even Uncle Robert’s treasury. If our roles were reversed, I would surely be proud, wouldn’t you, mother?”

Selyse Baratheon bristled at the suggestion. “I certainly would not. I am not so vain as that, child!”

“Vanity is something different entirely,” Septa Roelle corrected. “A person may be proud without being vain. Pride is our opinion of oneself; vanity is what we would have others think.”

The two older women soon fell into debate on the subject, with Septa Roelle taking the high ground of her faith and Lady Baratheon that of her education.  Shireen scooted closer under the guise of rearranging her skirts. “All this talk of pride and vanity, but you never said, what did you think of Mr. Tyrion Lannister, my dear Brienne?”

Ensuring Septa Roelle was caught up in the debate, she confessed, “I found him to be an odd sort of fellow.”

“How so?”

Brienne shared what she had overheard, speaking low so as not to be overheard. By the end, Shireen was clearly amused. “He ought not to have said those things,” she conceded, though it was unclear if she was speaking of the younger or elder Lannister.

“It was not gentleman-like,” Brienne conceded,” but neither of them were wrong.”

Shireen lay her hand upon Brienne’s to administer a gentle squeeze. “You are too kind to others and much too hard on yourself,” she admonished. 

“Careful, lest you make me too vain of my so-called good nature,” Brienne teased.

“Never. I can only attempt to make you proud of it,” Shireen rallied back.

“Girls? What are you two whispering about?” Septa Roelle demanded. They quickly echoed platitudes about the weather and the rest of the visit was spent discussing the health of Lady Whent. 

--- Just some general story establishing today, folks. Next chapter, everyone is back.

[melrosing]

What if brienne's mom was still alive? How much of her character/story would change? And what do u imagine their relationship would be like? 🧐

sorry for the late reply! I think I’ve written something on this before but im on mobile and i know im never gonna find it so. this is mostly hcs:

for whatever reason I’ve always imagined Brienne’s mother as a quiet, daydreamy person who doesn’t smile much but somehow exudes warmth anyway. Selwyn I imagine as having been a big character in his youth but he turns inwards after the loss of Cyril (my hc name for her) and their children. but anyway they were an odd couple in their youth but it kind of worked

the main thing she and Brienne share is a passion for stories, songs and poetry: I think Brienne gets her romanticism from her mother, and Cyril knows a lot about stormlands folklore etc and Brienne is always eager to hear about. they go on walks about the island together to see supposed sites of magic

otoh i think Cyril would be aware that Brienne looks different to other girls but her approach is just to never comment on it. which is fine at first but hard for Bri in adolescence bc she kind of needs Cyril to say she knows she’s different and that’s fine, but Cyril thinks if she says nothing then Brienne will never even realise

Brienne still would have suffered the insults of someone like Septa Roelle, who is more than happy to tell her precisely the ways she’s different, but she doesn’t want to tell her mother bc she’s scared of Cyril confirming it’s all true so unfortunately that never gets addressed

hc that Cyril living means Selwyn maintains his big personality to a greater extent, and he’s warmer towards Brienne as a result. but he’s often distracted by his role as the Evenstar so Bri doesn’t confide much in him EITHER

you know I guess it all really depends on what kind of person Brienne’s mother was in terms of what impact she would’ve had on Brienne’s story. I think she and Brienne would’ve been warm towards one another but not similar people, so she can’t necessarily heal all of Brienne’s hurts and Renly’s kindness is still enough to drive her to join his train

I don’t picture Cyril trying to stop Brienne leaving, she thinks it’s kind of romantic. but Selwyn being less inward in this AU, he does try to stop her as his only heir and that creates a rift between them. maybe that results in Brienne being more resolute about not returning till she wishes, or less so idk. but in short my hc is that Brienne got away with much of her nonconformity through the emotional absence of Selwyn who is too lost in grief to pay her enough attention

maybe in the least, Brienne doesn’t immediately feel so strongly tied to Catelyn, with whom I think there’s a slightly maternal relationship going on? bc she doesn’t lack a mother, that bond doesn’t feel so urgent as it does in ACOK, for either of them: Brienne subconsciously looking for the presence of a maternal figure, Catelyn missing her own children terribly and especially her daughters

idk hope this helps

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Katrina Roelle for Vetements, Spring 2022

[lesenbyan]

I was in the shower earlier listening to angel with a shotgun and realized suddenly that yet another character relationship I've developed was me trying to process yet another Major Change before it really hit and this time it's Chlode and Roelle and the fact that high support needs disability doesn't mean people won't fight for you

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Last line tag meme

@goneadrift tagged me for my last line in a WIP. Here's a few words from my latest JB WIP, a time-travel AU, where Brienne is the one sent back in book canon (I noticed it was mostly Jaime in other fics, and they're usually focused on GoT's ending). In this chapter, Brienne tells her father about it, and he still has a few questions:

For the next few days, they didn't talk about the subject, carrying on with life as usual - Brienne's new usual - until Selwyn asked her a few questions as she returned from a lesson with maester Delmond.

"So, if you're back from eight years in the future, that means you're twenty, doesn't it?" At Brienne's nod, he added: "Do you want me to talk to you as an adult or a child, then? You didn't talk about what you lived before leaving to support Renly, but I guess you had to grow up fast, between my ignorance, septa Roelle's insults, and whatever happened in the meantime."

Tagging @pearly--rose @writergirl2011 @writing-royza @fullmetalscullyy @firewoodfigs if you want!

[redwolf17]

How do you go about making small side OC characters like many of the ladies that Sansa has? Do you create them to fit the story, or move the story around them? As an aspiring writer, any advice would be appreciated, your work is exemplary and worthy of study

Awww, thanks 🥰

Hmmm, it's a bit of both? I wanted Sansa's ladies to be spread across the regions of Westeros. I began by considering which houses Sansa would want to honor/keep close, houses who were not already on the small council or represented amongst Olyvar's knights/pages/squires. I had plenty of options for each kingdom; for the Reach, I picked a Hightower as a nod to a reader who is fond of them.

Denyse Hightower and Valena Toland aren't technically OCs; they exist in canon. Usually ladies-in-waiting were unmarried and young-ish, but as I didn't want a pack of teenage girls and women in their early 20s, I killed off Denyse Hightower and Valena Toland's husbands. Lady Waynwood canonically has multiple unnamed granddaughters; after checking the wiki, I found that her granddaughters could plausibly be anywhere from 1-30ish, and decided to make her namesake Anya a maid of 20. Gael Celtigar, Roelle Cafferen, and Elaine Lydden were made up from whole cloth, and are also more typical ages for ladies-in-waiting.

At that point, I just sort of mused over what range of personalities I wanted to include. Denyse Hightower being a bit scholarly/academic was irresistible, and Valena's characterization is based on the limited stuff we get in TWOW sample chapter. In TWQ, Roelle had been briefly mentioned before at the masked ball; I decided she would be stuck on Red Ronnet despite him being a fuckboy. The Waynwoods are noted to be homely, hence Anya getting that short end of the stick; her personality is relatively steady/mild.

Gael Celtigar ended up being a bit on the hormonal/horny end of the teenage girl spectrum because I did *not* want Elia Uller to stick out as the only female member of the retinue with an "improper" sexual appetite. (Thanks for that, btw, GRRM, it was totally necessary to have 13-14 year old Elia actively lusting after and pursuing grown men in the TWOW sample chapter, not like you've already made a bad habit of oversexualizing the Dornish UGH). Gael is otherwise a perfectly lovely young lady; god forbid teenage girls experience normal desire :/ dang medieval setting

I don't have any arcs planned for any of the ladies; their characterization will naturally expand/deepen as they pop up in future chapters and their personalities unfold to me, so to speak. It will be a mix of what suits the character and what is necessary for the story, if that makes sense?

Hope that helps! 💕💕💕

[bearterritory]

#15 Bears Take Care of Oregon

Chelsea Spencer Earns Win No. 100 As Cal Head Coach

EUGENE, Ore. – The No. 15 California softball team hit five home runs en route to an 11-5 win over Oregon in both teams' Pac-12 opener at Jane Sanders Stadium.   It was the Ducks' first home loss of the season and the Bears' 16th road win.

Chelsea Spencer earned her 100th career win as head coach for the Golden Bears (21-2, 1-0 Pac-12) and Elon Butler had a career best 6 RBI in the victory, Cal's fifth win in a row.

The Ducks got on the board first when Ariel Carlson hit a two-out, solo home run off of Cal starter Randi Roelling. Cal had answered in all but one inning after the opposing team scored this season, but the Bears went down in order in the second frame against Oregon's Stevie Hansen.

After Roelling had a quick 1-2-3 inning in the second, the Bears did have the answer in the third inning. Kyndal Todd and Alyssa Herrera went back-to-back with solo home runs, making it 2-1 Cal.

The home run parade continued in the fourth as the Golden Bears went back-to-back again with a Butler 2-run laser and a Tianna Bell solo shot to give Cal a 5-1 advantage. Butler hit her ninth of the year the next time she came to the plate, a 3-run blast to right center and it was 8-1 heading to the home fifth.

Cal added three runs on three hits in the seventh and Haylei Archer got the final three outs in relief of Roelling to secure the victory over the Ducks (12-9, 0-1 Pac 12). Cal's five home runs were the most in a game so far this season.