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Ngl, I think those of you in the GoT fandom who say they'd like to live in King's Landing or Winterfell or wherever else are CRAZY. If it were me, I'd fuck off to Dorne immediately, no questions asked.

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PERSONALLY i predict that if King's landing burns down or there's an unstopable wildfire catastrophe that burns all of king's landing i KNOW rhoynar water magic or a second Hammer of the waters will be used to flood it to stop it from burning all the crownlands idk thats what i think

who or how they'd do it? i have no idea but someone would have to figure it out my bets are either sarella or sam

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The cloak of House Targaryen was heavy in his hands, a black weight of duty and history, of songs he did not fully understand. He draped it over her shoulders, the dragon of red and black settling over the sun of orange and gold. Fire and heat. Ash and ruin. (excerpt from wax wings)

my version of rhaegar and elia's wedding—a little mix of westerosi, dornish and valyrian customs ♡

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elia martell & lyanna stark & the yellow wallpaper.

the yellow wallpaper, charlotte perkins gilman. snow white & the huntsman (2012). the outpost (2018-2021).

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Elia is so gorgeous it’s ruining my life. Rhaegar really had her in his life and said “nah actually gimme a 14 year old”

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ELIA MARTELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

RHAELIA!!!!!!!!!

DAENERYS AND ELIA!!!!!!!

Elia haters found dead 😘

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Princess Elia Nymeros Martell

Commission for the wonderful @chemtrailsoverthesun 💕!

It's been a while since I've drawn her! I was absolutely excited to work on this commission!

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Princess Elia Martell ☀️

Commissioned by the wonderful @chemtrailsoverthesun ❤️!

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“Why is it always Rhaegar that fans talk about when it comes to what happened to Elia and not Tywin or Gregor?”

Because Tywin and Gregor are presented unambiguously as villains in the text. Gregor does not have any depth to him at all. He is cruel, violent, and evil. There is not much more to say about him. He did something absolutely horrific without remorse. Tywin is more interesting but still entirely unsympathetic and unambiguously evil. Even Cersei, who idolizes Tywin, thinks he went to hell. Plus we saw both of them alive on page, so there’s less speculation to be done. Meanwhile Rhaegar never appeared alive on page and we only have information from various characters. He’s more of a mystery to the reader, and he’s not presented as an unambiguous villain. Most characters think about him positively. The only one to really speak ill of him is Robert, who is awful. The kind of person Rhaegar was is more up to the readers to decide. There is simply more room for discussion.

Second, Tywin and Gregor are held accountable by characters in the narrative already for the death of Elia and her children. Their culpability is not something to be discussed. It’s obvious. And characters already find it vile. You could make the case that since we don’t get a lot of animosity towards Rhaegar in the Martell POV chapters, that Oberyn’s anger was directed at Gregor, that they don’t assign any blame to Rhaegar. But two things: 1. Rhaegar is dead and gone, whereas Gregor and Tywin were still living and able to be held accountable. For the readers, all three are fictional. And, now, dead. And 2. The characters not blaming Rhaegar isn’t an indication that he’s blameless. The readers are often invited to come to our own conclusions about what is wrong or right, evil or righteous. Jaehaerys is regarded in universe as a good man and great king. But we the readers know that he slaughtered his teenage daughter’s lover while she watched. We get to decide for ourselves if Jaehaerys was a good man regardless of the opinions of the characters.

Gregor and Tywin are undoubtedly the most culpable for the deaths of Elia and her kids. One ordered it and the other did it. This is known and nobody is going to contest it. It does not erase this fact to say that if Rhaegar had not absconded with Lyanna, leaving his wife and kids in King’s Landing, they may have survived. It was short-sighted of him. He didn’t know he would die. He didn’t know that his wife and kids would suffer—but he knew that what he was doing would cause political unrest, and he knew that his father had no love for his wife and kids. Perhaps Rhaegar truly believed that having a child with Lyanna was the key to saving the realm. Even if this is true, he still bears some responsibility for the deaths of Elia and her children. I’m sure he did not think they would be harmed—but therein lies the problem. He should have thought more of them, even if his intentions were noble, because he knew he was going to incite political unrest and he knew his father didn’t care for Elia and her kids.

Saying that Tywin Lannister, Amory Lorch, and Gregor Clegane are evil and culpable in the deaths of Elia, Aegon, and Rhaenys is just very “water is wet.” It’s preaching to the choir. We can all see this. The characters in the story see this. Trying to understand the kind of person Rhaegar was, including the BAD, since we’re given mostly positive views of him, is something to actually talk about. The only one really speaking ill of Rhaegar in universe is Robert and it’s most certainly NOT because he cared about Elia and the kids. Elia’s end was tragic and it echoes through the story just like Lyanna’s. Speculating about her relationship with her husband (which GRRM himself has said was complex) and what he could have done to protect her is just a matter of investigating a series of events that is still rather shrouded and thus is actually worthy of discussion

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doran.

doran and elia.

doran, elia and oberyn.

doran and oberyn.

doran.

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Summer is for Dorne: Modern AU Elia Martell

After a scandalous divorce The People’s Princess Elia Martell is thriving, dating a certain ceo Lannister and raising a future King and Princess

(Nod to @lostchildofthenewworld for the Gerion Lannister idea 😉)

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| Elia Week 2024 | Day 2: Elia + Her Brothers, Reunion Summary: As soon as her feet touched the sand, she wept.

The sky was a vibrant canvas, painted in a mosaic of yellow, orange, pink, and red, casting a warm glow over the horizon. 

Elia, who had only known the desolation and despair of King's Landing for the past few years, was now witnessing a beauty she had never imagined. This beauty momentarily erased the harsh realities of her present. 

The boat was small and rocky. She hadn’t been on a sailboat this small since Ashara Dayne had snuck her out to the Torentine River in her youth. 

Her children were huddled and bundled in the corner of the boat. Surprisingly, Balerion remained calm throughout the journey as he entertained her two small babes. He was one of the few things she had brought back from King’s Landing. She left most of her clothes and jewels gifted by Rhaegar. She only took her favored mementos of Dorne and her family. 

The captain of the small ship was a tiny man with gold teeth and tan, withered skin, a figure shrouded in mystery. Ser Jaime was an acquaintance of the man. She found it best not to ask for details. Ser Jaime was already risking getting her to safety, and she would rather not know the details, adding to the sense of impending danger and uncertainty. 

Yet, she had to trust Jamie that she would get to safety. She found it amusing that the man her mother wanted her to be betrothed to was the one saving her. Now, her family was in debt to the Lannisters. Gods, she could only imagine Tywin’s face once if he ever found out what Jaime did. 

Elia looked out to the horizon. 

She greedily sucked in the air of the sea. It was cleaner than King’s Landing. She could smell the salt and fish. She could smell her freedom. The thought made her smile - a true, genuine smile in years. 

However, her eyes caught on a figure on the shoreline. And even in the distance, she recognized the shapes of her brother. It took her willpower not to jump out of the boat and swim to shore. 

However, her restraint did not apply, especially to her younger brother. As the boat neared, he was halfway into the water, and she met him halfway. 

She didn’t know if she was crying or laughing as she swept into her younger brother’s arms like a wave. His hold is solid and reaffirming, and she knew after this, her younger brother would probably never let her out of his sight.

“Are you okay? Are you alright?” Oberyn asked as he pulled back and looked into her deep brown eyes. 

“I am now,” she assured him. It was the truth. If she had her way, she would never have left Dorne again. 

She kissed her brother’s cheeks, eyelids, and forehead. He returned the greeting, and she inhaled the scent of florals. Eventually, he let her go as the boat with her children neared and helped bring it to shore.

Her dress clung to her legs as she emerged from the shores, and her toes gripped the earth. 

She stumbled on the hot, white sand. She fell to the ground, and she wept.

She was home. 

Rhaenys’ and Aegon’s laughs provided a new type of music in the halls of the Old Palace. She was worried the kids would be scared and timid in a new place. However, with their cousins - family - surrounding them - all the stress from the last year seemed to have melted. 

Elia watched with a smile as Oberyn and his girls played with Balerion and Rhaenys while Aegon was in the lap of Arianne, who was playing with a new toy his uncles had provided. 

Elia was back in her traditional Dorne wardrobe. A wardrobe not altered to appease the Northerners in King’s Landing. 

She sat beside her older brother Doran, who shared a cup of red Dornish. 

“When Jaime Lannister sent word of an escape for you, I could not believe it,” Doran admitted. He gripped her hand tightly. “We will owe him a great debt.”

Elia nodded her head and returned his firm grip. “Surprisingly, Jamie turned out to be the best of them.”

Doran nodded. “You and the children never have to go back there. Never.”

“It was hard trying to find the sun there. It was so dim there,” Elia whispered to her brother. Though now everything is brighter, she thought. 

“Muna, come play with us,” Rhaenys called from the floor. 

For the first time in months, Elia moved up from her chair, and she didn’t feel an ache of pain. 

Links: AO3

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─── ELIA WEEK - DAY O2

Doran & Oberyn: I had a sister

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Elia Week 2024 day 2: Elia and her parents/brothers

If ruling Princess Aria Martell of Dorne and Ihsan Jordayne, her Prince Consort, had aimed for more power and influence north of the Red Mountains, it would have been natural to seek the crown of a future queen for their only daughter. 

“No way in all the hells around the world. Not in that pit of snakes and hidden daggers aiming to kill.” 

Ihsan nods in agreement to what his wife says, where he currently is holding said infant daughter to his chest so Aria could sign some needed paperwork. 

“And not to a husband who are the fruit of two generations of incest between siblings who share the same set of parents. Ugh…It is still daylight out here with perfectly nice weather and yet I shiver in fear from feelings of nightmares just thinking of our poor, possible grandchildren with such an unhealthy father!” 

And that is what Aria loves him for, with how Ihsan uses his love for books and old lore to get knowledge that others may not have really understood.

“Sweet, dearest Elia,” Aria whispered to the baby girl he holds so tenderly, “we will do our best to prevent that sort of marriage for you, I promise. Right, Ihsan?” 

“Of course, my steel-spined Princess.” 

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Being the only girl, and outnumbered by her two brothers, does not bother Elia that much. For this is the only life that she knows. Yes, there could have been other siblings of both genders playing with them as well here in the Water Gardens, but those were lost from the womb of their mother early on, or in the cradle. 

“Doran, here we come!” Oberyn warns, and the older Martell sibling, ten years his senior, are pushed into the pools by them together. 

“Oi!” 

At least Elia is mindful of catching his book before it joins Doran in the water, because both Doran and Ihsan would be very cross if the book was ruined. 

“So you want to play, huh? You better be ready!” 

For all of that Doran is a legal adult by law, he can still be a little childish as well at times, and yet prove himself a good big brother. 

“Water mooooonster!” Oberyn teases, leading the chase between the marble pillars with Elia right behind after quickly laying the book neatly on the ground. Muttering for himself in both annoyance and amusement about how they would team up against him like this when they wanted to make him of him in a harmless way, Doran follows them. 

Daughter of the Sun, chapter 4: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41246904/chapters/103543749#workskin

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ELIA WEEK DAY II: ELIA AND HER SIBLINGS/PARENTS (DORAN AND ELIA)

Doran recalls it all as vividly as if it were yesterday.

The sun shines amid a cloudless sky, the raucous sounds of children's chatter fill his ears and the cold water wets the hem of his robe with a splash each time a child dashes by. I might as well be a father, he thinks as he watches his little sister playing with the other children in the Water Gardens —as is the duty given to him by mother.

"Hey little sister, what is it you wish?" was one of my short fics for the pre-elia week challenge and here I leave it for all of you that have not read it or wish to read it again! --> on AO3

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Raluca Enea

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Day 02 of Elia Martell Week: Elia Martell and her brothers

“I was the oldest,” the prince said, “and yet I am the last."

trio of siblings who never fail to make me cry