[lordustin]

— DEATH COMES, BUT OUR HONOUR REMAINS.

🗡 LORDUSTIN: an independent, private and selective writing blog for an original character of house dustin, wyllas dustin. based in the universe of asoiaf. originally est. 2016 - i'm back, back, back again! [ killi, she/her, woc, 30+ ]

an exploration in: a fatherless legacy; the transition from boyhood to manhood; the puppet heir; manipulations of the mother; the sanctity of family; finding worth in honour and oaths... and breaking them. sideblog: barrowkings

i. my rules are very generic and common roleplay etiquette applies. ii. low activity; here for a good time, not a long time. i manage three other blogs and am honestly more of a dnd person (currently), but asoiaf is my not-so-secret love and somehow... i always come back to writing wyllas. even if it's 10 years later lmaaao iii. plot oriented. best way to start something is to reach out directly or continue meme replies. iv. verse flexible. favours medieval fantasy settings; no interest in modern-anything. vi. show, book and hc based. available for shipping, but i have a small bias for wyllas/sansa. vii. sideblog: barrowkings - contains other members of house dustin. including barbrey dustin and roderick "roddy the ruin" dustin.

portrayal notes: house dustin is a canon house in asoiaf, located in the north. there isn't a whole lot of material on them, and back when i wrote wyllas consistently, i created a lot of his family and house lore. obviously, this is all part of my interpretation!

house dustin claim to be descendants of the first king. their house founder relinquished the title at the close of the thousand years war.

death and respect for their dead is part of their house's identity. the great barrow, upon which barrow hall is built on, is a crypt. they maintain the graves of their dead, host celebrations in reverence of them, and put a great deal of stock into earning and keeping the favour of their ancestors. disappointing their dead ancestors is something they genuinely believe have real world consequences. if someone is looking to reverse their bad fortunes, a lengthy ritual must be performed in the barrow, overseen by the maester.

their ancestral weapon is a greataxe called sovereignty.

[vaynehouse-deactivated20240716]

𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑬𝑹𝑷𝑬𝑵𝑻 & 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑾𝑰𝑵𝑮𝑺 𝑶𝑭 𝑵𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻. 🐍

quotes from the first book of carissa broadbent's crown of nyaxia series . might be spoilery but i didn't include names . tw for cursing , death , suggestive content . for all your vampire , enemy ( to lovers ) & reluctant allies dynamics . * feel free to change roles , pronouns .

𝙸. 𝙳𝚄𝚂𝙺.

" don't look away. " " this place is a fucking disaster. " " never guessed you were pretty under all of that. " " i take no criticism from a drowned rat like you. " " which reminds me, i have something for you. " " made me think of you. " " it's a good color for you. " " youth is wasted on the young. beauty, too. " " you're sweet. prickly, but sweet. in an acidic sort of way. like a pineapple. " " i'm tired. tired of being afraid. " " crazy old bitch. " " don't drink yourself to death. " " you're dead here. try again. "

𝙸𝙸. 𝙵𝚄𝙻𝙻 𝙼𝙾𝙾𝙽.

" you are prey in a world of predators. " " may the Mother guide you. " " i was trying to save your life. " " i'm not a fool. " " are you deaf, or just stupid? " " you're unfriendly. " " ally with me. " " top of the eastern tower. if you change your mind. " " you'll be easy to kill later. "

𝙸𝙸𝙸. 𝚆𝙰𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙼𝙾𝙾𝙽.

" a gift from a goddess. " " i have a gift for you. " " you're a demanding little thing, aren't you? " " becasue i'm nice and pretty. " " OPEN. THIS. FUCKING. DOOR. " " remember right now exactly how lucky you are. " " i feel sorry for her. " " that was a foolish decision. " " i taught you better. " " i would have been there, if i could. " " keep those teeth ready, little serpent. " " watch their back, but don't let them see yours. " " use him. but never allow him to use you. " " what in the seven fucking hells is wrong with you? " " we can't cooporate if you won't let me get close to you. " " i won't even dignify that with a response. " " you're working against me, not with me. " " you are afraid of me. " " i'm not going to hurt you. how close do i have to get without splitting you open to make you believe that? " " i don't know how i ever thought this was gonna work. " " don't let them take her. "

𝙸𝚅. 𝙷𝙰𝙻𝙵 𝙼𝙾𝙾𝙽.

" you're many things. but a good actress is not one of them. " " we're losing moonlight. " " don't you worry about me. " " get the fuck away from her. " " i'll be back. don't burn to death. " " i called and called but he wouldn't answer. " " we're surrounded by those who would like to see us dead. " " don't forget those teeth of yours. you will need them. " " daughter of the moon. welcome. " " i'm sorry for what i'm about to do to you. " " i'm glad your bedside manner is about as delicate as i would have expected. " " too late for that. you're stuck with me. " " did you miss me? " " i'm coming for you. " " you worried me. i should have known better. "

𝚅. 𝙲𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙲𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙼𝙾𝙾𝙽.

" return to the church at sundown. " " you were fucking magnificent. " " something bothers you. " " a dance? " " one more dance. " " give me one honest thing. " " are you going to kill me? " " you might destroy me anyway. " " that wasn't how i'd imagined making you come for the first time. " " you seem to be good at winning the hearts of ill-tempered creatures. " " we have enough if we ration. " " it finally happened. you've lost your mind. " " after everything, you're still afraid of me? " " i'm not a fucking animal. " " didn't think i'd see you again. " " you said it yourself. you don't have a choice. " " you can still say no. " " don't do anything stupid. " " we need to run right now. "

𝚅𝙸. 𝙽𝙴𝚆 𝙼𝙾𝙾𝙽.

" you look them in the eye. " " i gave you everything. i made you all that you are. " " don't look at me that way. " " kiss me. " " we'll probably die tomorrow. " " show me something worth living for. " " i've done a lot of thinking about you. " " i would beg, for you, i would. " " you have fucking destroyed me. " " there she is. " " give me a fair fight and i'll give you a fair death. " " i'm glad it was you. " " end it. " " i know what it is to lose half of one's soul. " " so many mistakes in the end. never you. " " you're safe. "

𝚅𝙸𝙸. 𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃.

" i was ready to let it all go for you. " " that is the stupidest plan i have ever heard. " " we will find the answers. " " everything looks so much more peaceful now, doesn't it? " " power is a bloody business. " " and there is no one i would rather have beside me. " " i give you my body. i give you my blood. i give you my soul. " " i'd like to be alone. " " you look like shit. " " better this than dead. " " what's the plan? " " you can find me when you need me. "

[knightsigils-remade]

' good lad. ' callous hands these hands scarred by time *&. worn weathered grasp the drink. lips press the rim, guzzling the spirit. march; ground brings tidings of the wolven brethren. banners beckon o' north hath come to howl; for the queen. a vow given, an oath kept . . . greybeard men come bearing grisly age. death, their own *&. foe alike. the pact of fire *&. ice.

the riverlands, gods eye where old gods shall cast a gaze 'pon them. ' nay. sit. ' grandson, a younger man by far. a few youth chose to accompany the elder warriors. seeking glory, by bonds of loyalty. silven eyne cast to his kin. locks like blood *&. much blood shall be spilled to match. golden lions, the men of the west set to clash these men of winter. met shall they be by hungering teeth. ' you will take to the rear of our charge, wyllas. with the other young men. ' an order naught a barter.

[lordustin]

Roderick Dustin commands him with two words: Nay, sit. And so young Wyllas does, near collapsing into the space besides his grandfather. Roderick Dustin, the grizzled axe of their house — he is the walls that repel; the stone, unbending; the barrow, unyielding. He is the blood of the First Men distilled into time-worn battles and iron-wrought oaths. We of House Dustin keep our oaths, Wyllas can hear his father say, standing with him in the Great Hall before he bade him depart. Death may come, but your honour will remain. Wyllas never spoke aloud the thought that came to his mind, clinging foolishly to his pride: 'I don't want to die, though, father.'

Blue eyes, shaken with the fears of fighting, meet his grandfather's stern gaze. He cuts through all he sees; discerning truths and rooting weakness. Wyllas shrinks under the sight of Roderick, his shoulders hunching. ❝ What good will I be to you in the rear? ❞ Fear is eaten by his want to impress; his voice coming stern from his throat. ❝ I wish to fight besides you, grandfather; not watch the battle from a distance. ❞ A twitch in old Roderick, and Wyllas recoils, but keeps firm, ❝ In your first ever fight, where were you? Certainly not in the back, forgotten. ❞

[lordustin]

found these old af icons in my drafts and HONESTLY.... barb and will (second and third row) make a hot couple

[lordustin]

On their southron march, the winds change. The subtle things stand out the most to Wyllas: The way it whips through his reddened curls no longer cutting through him like a knife. His eyes no longer sting, and his skin tingles pleasantly as it brushes over him. The landscape changes from the plains of the Barrowlands to the wetlands of the Neck, and for now, their camp is pulled up from the muddied lakes as they prepare their short rest. A few hours at most, he hears, before they continue into the darkened hours.

❝ I did as you asked, grandfather. Whetted the axes, yours and mine. Rebound the grips, and brought you your drink. ❞ Wyllas makes good use of his time, as he's told to. In his hand, he holds out a tankard, filled with some kind of alcohol he knows the lads go mad over. ❝ Are you hungry? I can find you something to eat, if you wish it. ❞

@knightsigils / plotted!

[lordustin]

wyll acts like he's never talked to a woman a day in his life and it shows :///

[lordustin]

🧡 who wants memes?! :'))

[moonlightsdreaming]

[rpclefairy]

𝐁𝐆𝟑 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

a selection of lines from the various companions' banter quotes (not cut scene dialogues!) from baldur's gate 3. these are generally spoiler free and non context specific so they can apply to different settings and dynamics! feel free to change names and the like to customize the prompts.

“Death can't have me. Not yet…”

“Calm yourself. There is plenty of me to go around.”

“Realmspace is vast. Countless worlds to be mapped, kingdoms to be conquered.”

“I have missed this. The adventure. The danger. The kicking of butts!

“Let me guess - you need something.”

“Such attention.. I never realised I was so popular.”

“Let's cook with fire, baby.”

“Do you intend to vocalise every thought?. Or just the most obvious ones?”

“Wherever we go, ye gods let there be something green.”

“Careful, or I will take your toy away from you.”

“Watch your elders and learn.”

“Perhaps try attacking the enemy?”

“So much we don't know, lingering in the furthest reaches of existence.”

“All the world's my stage and you're just a player in it.”

“The shadows are my friend.”

“Yes, yes, have your fun. It isn't you they're trying to kill.”

“Feet planted firmly on Faerûn, please.”

“Admirable stamina, yet terrible priorities.”

“Well you certainly have the 'omnipresent' part down, don't you?”

“I am ready, whatever may come.”

“My faith protects me.”

“Need a throat slitting?”

“Death greets us all - but not today.”

“You need my expertise?”

“Can you feel death's cold grip?”

“So many stars, so many mysteries yet to be discovered.”

“Death comes quietly.”

“And I thought we were going to be friends.”

“Locked tight, but there must be some way to open it.”

“No, you can't die. Get up, damn you!

“You had my attention, now you have my fury.”

“From silence to suffering.”

“So many worlds out there. You'd need a thousand lifetimes to see them all - more.”

“I hope this is important. For your sake.”

“Let them gaze deep into their own abyss, and wonder just what it is they are trying to achieve.”

“I ought to just burn this whole thing down.”

“We have slightly more pressing matters to attend to.”

“You have still have time to surrender.”

“Every kicked buttock, another step on the path.”

“Weave save me. I can't take much more…

“You are right to fear me.”

“Let me look around. Might be something that'll help me crack this thing.”

“Incredible, to think how many worlds exist beyond this tiny speck within a speck I call home.”

“I really wish I could cast a Hold spell on you.”

“I can fawn over my face later.”

“Ready for another round?”

“Keep your blade close.”

“I can't unlock it from here, but there must be a switch or a button somewhere…”

“No, that's not moving. There must be a way to open it somewhere.”

“Battle favours the fearless.”

“Sleep with one eye open, evil. Maybe both.”

“Gotta be something around here to unlock this thing.”

“Why do beautiful people taste better?. It hardly seems fair on the ugly - they have such wonderful personalities.”

“Oh, calm down. I'm happy to see you too.”

“Just go for the Magic Missile and fire away. Never fails.”

“Still standing, no matter what you heard.”

“Enough waiting. I crave blood.”

“Hang on - I won't allow this. You aren't dead, go it?”

“GODS, it's HOT in here!”

“No rest for the wicked, I see.”

“Better to hide than fight, sometimes.”

“Would that I could hide from you, too.”

“Are you feeling lonely, perhaps?”

“There is no right or wrong, only truth.”

“Battle is afoot - you can poke me once we are safe.”

“What good all this ethereal eladrin blood if I can still get pimples?”

“I should've been a drow. They have such stylish armour.”

“I am armed! Armoured! And entirely sick of your foolishness.”

“Let's have some fun.”

“War is an old woman's game.”

“No rest, be you wicked or wise.”

“I'm getting too old for this nonsense.”

“I would poke you back, but I fear that's what you want.”

“You have my attention - now do something with it.”

“You are insistent, are you not?”

“Do what must be done.”

“Your suffering will be spectacular.”

“Lest I sit down for a rest and not rise again.”

“Better to look evil in the eye. Even if it be very small.”

“I'm not built to crouch.”

“I think I could go another round.”

“Always the same old song.”

“Is perfection too much to ask?”

“Eyes on victory, tummy on dinner.”

“So many places to be.. and I chose Baldur's Gate.”

“I'm not opening that. Not from here, at any rate.”

“What is the point, if not victory?”

“Won't last much longer like this.”

“Let's hope the locals are friendly.”

“Let us show them how it's done.”

“Weapons high. Standards higher.”

“Must everyone be so exhausting?”

“What I would not give for a chunk of fresh honeycomb…”

“Which way to the nearest library?”

“Now this is my happy place.”

“Who shall I silence?”

“Stop, or die.”

“Wear your scars proudly.”

[lordustin]

' i'm very sorry. i... i did not see you. ' / @sigilstag

Panic rouses him from his daydreams, his thoughts whirring to the present as he registers the apology spoken to him. For a moment, he can only stare; his eyes wide. When clarity returns, the affront of his actions become embarrassingly shameful.

❝ M-my lady! I… Please forgive me, it is I who is at fault! I was occupied with thoughts of the day's events and paid no mind to what was around me! ❞ Wyllas blurts apologies as he fumbles with the breastplate he carries. His arms are threaded through the holes where one's arms are meant to be, and he looks to the woman before him. ❝ Are you hurt? ❞ His question is sincere, but he backs away to avoid another mishap. ❝ Breastplates are meant to withstand heavy blows. Bumping into one would certainly be painful, even if minor… ❞

Instinctively, he looks for noticeable injuries or signs or discomfort. A grimace on her face? Her hands clutching at her torso? In his assessment of the woman, the mixing of colours she wears distinctly catch his attention. Gold and black, but most prominently, her cloak is stitched with rampant stags… ❝ Lady… Baratheon? ❞

[lordustin]

quick and dirty cheat sheet for wyllas bc his info isn't posted anywhere anymore!

heir to barrow hall, the seat of house dustin, located in the barrowlands.

was fostered in winterfell for six years, and leaves the night after robert baratheon comes to winterfell. (ages 10-16 but can be adjusted).

wyllas is obedient, good natured, and kind; however, he is naive, riddled with self-doubt, and a people pleaser. as a result, this can lead to wyllas being easily manipulated by the people closest to him.

also has low self-esteem... he is haunted by the legacy of his late father, whom he never met, and living up to this expectation causes him to make choices that either help or hinder his house.

a horse guy. he gets it from his grandfather, lord ryswell. having said that, he is an excellent rider.

very close with his family, particularly his mother's side, the ryswells of the rills. usually spends summers there.

dual wields weapons: a handaxe and a dirk.

verses akotsk:

1: serves as a squire despite being a little on the older side. can literally be for anyone in attendance at the tourney. while he doesn't originally intend on participating, he can, with plotting!

2: can also be a knight, and is participating in the tourney. wyllas, while originally from the north, makes his home in the south (location can be plotted).

hotd:

1. instead of roddy's descendant, wyllas is his grandson. he accompanies roddy south with the rest of the winter wolves.

2. naturally is for rhaenyra, and things can be shifted around so that wyllas is sent as a liaison, before the main host, to dragonstone.

[lordustin]

adding a third variation of his akotsk verse

wyllas is attending the tourney with his father, william, who desires to be a combatant. they traveled from the north to the reach to participate. william is injured early on in the tourney, and asks wyllas to take his place in the remaining events.

[lordustin]

shitting myself bc HOUSE DUSTIN REPRESENT!!!!

[lordustin]

idek where to start but HIIIIIIIIIIIE /waves

[lordustin]

it's crazy i recognise some of u from YEARS ago!! hiiiiie! 🥰🥰

[lordustin]

' what if i wanted to sit by your side and take your hand and have your ear? ' / @prophetyse

Discomfort winds through him, forcing him to shift on the stump upon which he sits. The backdrop of the the tourney grounds fall to a muffle under the thumping of his heart in his ears… He thought he might find a bit of fun amongst the vendors of the tourney; the games they offered, the wares sold. Fortune telling intrigued him the night before, and Wyllas returns on this night, if only to enjoy the lady's company once again. Sabina — he recalls her name — the Lyseni fortune teller, with pretty eyes, and sharp wit.

❝ I would be remiss to deny you then, my lady. I imagine fortune telling requires you be close to… many people. ❞ His response is duly polite, yet his body betrays him, as he wrings his hands raw. Fingernails pick at the callouses formed on his palms, worn from hauling weapons and armour to and from. A beat, catching Sabina out the corner of his eye, staring back at him, expectantly.

He hadn't decided to have his fortune read the night before; too wary of tricks being played or schemes hatched. Wyllas, possessed of differing opinions after much thought, offers her his hand. ❝ Is there some truth to what you see? ❞

[lordustin]

' are you sure there is nothing you wish to give me? ' / @direreign

Face flushes; heart quickens. Such boldness is not wholly unexpected of Lady Sansa, but it's in her directness towards him that is unexpected. A sign that, perhaps over the years, they have grown. Grown beyond the teasing, tormenting; the outright hostilities of childhood warfare. Wyllas would pull her hair and Sansa broke her sewing hoop across his face. She would snicker when he fell out of a horse's saddle; he would pinch her arm whenever he passed.

She couldn't stand him, and he deserved her scorn. Now, she stands not against him, but with him, as his peer.

❝ My lady… ❞ Wyllas murmurs, his eyes dropping to the floor, uncertain if he should look her in the eye. ( Gods, he has a fondness for her; something he will never say aloud. ) ❝ Will you think me daft if I say I haven't any idea what you could want from me? ❞

[lordustin]

🗡 LORDUSTIN: an independent, private and selective writing blog for an original character of house dustin, 𝐰𝐲𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧. based in the universe of asoiaf. originally est. 2016 — crawling out of the great barrow again in 2026. as told by killi. this blog will contain mature & dark themes; use discretion when following.

[edenmemes]

the green knight starters

❝ look, see a world that holds more wonders than any since the earth was born. ❞   ❝ let me tell you instead a new tale. ❞   ❝ so stay a while. rest. and make yourself content. ❞ ❝ and if death awaits me? ❞ ❝ surely your knights have spilled enough blood in your name to bind them closer to you than i. ❞ ❝ good to have one’s family by one’s side. ❞   ❝ i recognize but i do not know you. ❞ ❝ what is this? a trick? ❞ ❝ and this is what you want most in life? ❞ ❝ green is the color of earth, of living things, of life. ❞ ❝ the world is fit for all manner of mysteries. ❞ ❝ you are not very good with questions. ❞ ❝ surely a knight knows something of love. ❞ ❝ i never knew so many books even existed. ❞ ❝ what if i wanted to sit by your side and take your hand and have your ear? ❞ ❝ do you still fancy me? do i make you happy? ❞ ❝ green is what is left when ardor fades, when passion dies, when we die, too. ❞ ❝ when you return, you will come with your head held high. ❞ ❝ this is how silly men perish. ❞ ❝ you rest your bones, my brave little knight. ❞ ❝ where you off to? a knightly quest? ❞ ❝ all dead. no one to bury them. ❞ ❝ by nightfall, you will be at the doorway of your destiny. ❞ ❝ i promise, you will not come to harm. ❞ ❝ why greatness? why is goodness not enough? ❞ ❝ are you really going to go? ❞ ❝ you’ll do this one thing, you return home a changed man, an honorable man? just like that? ❞ ❝ keep your five fingers strong, your five senses sharp. ❞ ❝ you have mud on your face. ❞ ❝ is it wrong to want greatness for you? ❞ ❝ i’ve been waiting for you. did you not hear me calling? ❞ ❝ what do you expect me to do? ❞ ❝ i am the luckiest here today because i am amongst you. ❞ ❝ do not take your place amongst legends idly. ❞ ❝ though my will longs to leap across this table and meet you, my body will not follow. ❞ ❝ you tell me a tale of yourself, so that i might know you. ❞ ❝ i’ve got no guts for merriment this year. ❞   ❝ i need…i need a sword. ❞ ❝ i dare say every table in this land has heard of you and sung your song. ❞ ❝ i know more than just your name. ❞ ❝ well, come on in if you want. ❞ ❝ perhaps you think that i am something i’m not. ❞ ❝ why would you ask me that? why would you ever ask me that? ❞ ❝ are you real, or are you a spirit? ❞ ❝ you are at the end of your quest. a little sooner than you expected, perhaps. but such is the case for us all. ❞ ❝ i am just a lost traveler, seeking rest for the night. ❞ ❝ did my father send for you? ❞ ❝ are you certain there is nothing you wish to give me? ❞ ❝ what will you say if i asked you to make me your lady? ❞ ❝ i do not know of any man who has not marched up to greet death before his time. ❞ ❝ were you afraid? ❞ ❝ you have had a year to find courage. ❞ ❝ come, come home. come home with me. ❞ ❝ i never asked for your company anyway! ❞ ❝ what witchcraft is this? ❞ ❝ go that way and your doom is at hand. ❞ ❝ unhand me and let us go our ways. ❞ ❝ fear not. you’ve only slept through the night. ❞ ❝ which direction are you headed? ❞ ❝ i will eat and give thanks and then take my leave. ❞ ❝ how do you know my name? ❞ ❝ you will find no mercy. no happy end. ❞ ❝ i don’t want your games, or your gifts, or your kindness. ❞ ❝ there’s an enchantment sewn into its threads. wear it and you will never be struck down. ❞ ❝ do you believe in magic, in witchcraft? ❞ ❝ do not touch me. ❞ ❝ i’ve lost something. will you help me find it? ❞ ❝ i’m very sorry. i…i did not see you. ❞ ❝ i fear i am not meant for greatness. ❞ ❝ stand up and face me! ❞ ❝ make a move or i shall make mine. ❞ ❝ let’s just stay here. come. let’s just stay here. ❞   ❝ i’ve got time. i’ve got lots of time. ❞   ❝ out my window this morning i looked, and i saw a land shaped by your hands. ❞ ❝ i look out upon my friends here today and i see songs no muse could ever sing or dream of. ❞ ❝ no. i’m not ready yet. ❞   ❝ i’ll finish this quest for you. ❞