#Dorne is the entire Mediterranean

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*screaming into the abyss* THEON IS JAPANESE AND YOU CAN TAKE HIM FROM MY COLD DEAD HANDS

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I adore you drives into house Martell/Dorne and they not being poc. As a fanfiction writter and a woman who studies in college the medieval history of the iberian peninsula I try to Stay Away from writting house Martell fics because I do not believe they are poc the way fandom describes them (especially not as dark skinned) but I fear the backlash.

But I add my two cents to it because I feel the need to say it. (Sorry you'll be the one getting it)

I think the smallfolk around certain parts of Dorne are poc. Not the nobility. Nymeria and her descendents intermarried with the Andals many times. And if all dorne nobility is poc... How is Aegon V (grandson of Myriah Martell and son of Dyanna Dayne) isn't? Or his siblings. We meet all the men - no sign of a different "Race" in any of them.

I'm a little confused by this ask, ngl. You lost me here:

I think the smallfolk around certain parts of Dorne are poc. Not the nobility. Nymeria and her descendents intermarried with the Andals many times.

If the peasants, as you say, are PoC bc the Rhoynar female soldiers intermarried w/Andal-First Men Dornish people...are you saying they did with both Dornish peasant men AND nobles? Or they only did with peasants? If the latter, that wouldn't make much sense bc the petty nobles around or those "vassals"/oathed to the Martells at the time Nymeria arrived wouldn't go umarried to any of her soldiers, therefore we'd be forced to say that yes some nobles are PoC...and only if we assume that the Martells have become as PoC as them since Nymeria married Mors.

So it sounds like you're just saying that they, the nobility, are PoC.

A)

from GRRM's blog:

GRRM doesn't distinguish b/t peasants and nobility when it comes him saying that he imagined them as more Mediterranean than African in appearance (and he's talking the white Med, not North Africans or Middle Easterners).

This is amok's Oberyn:

And this is the Magali Villeneuve's Arianne Martell:

B)

If you're implying that there were still a few Rhoynar female soldier who married the smaller number of male Rhoynar male soldiers while the others married the Andal Dornish nobles (whether they be petty lords or the "high" lords), yeah it's possible some peasants--and a few here and there to this current time period of the main series--are what we'd call "PoC" if they lived amongst us.

But Dornish people, peasant or noble, are still monolithic to the people we'd call "white"/"BR/Germanic/NorthWestern European" white--the nonDornish Westerosi. Even they cannot be said to be PoC within the relationship of the Dornish to the Westerosi I described and discussed HERE.

Not all soldiers or warriors were peasants; some were/would be petty nobles, we simply don't have the details. A few of those female Dornish women could have married actually peasant soldiers and in the U.S. system of race, those kids' be considered "PoC", and so on so on. But this isn't the U.S.

🎨: NUTCHAPOL THITINUNTHAKO

Even if you are a Salty Dornish [3] (the Martells), a Stony Dornish [1] (the paler ones closest to the border b/t Dorne and the rest/the Dornish Marches), or a Sandy Dornish [2], the nonDornish people actively think of them all as "Dornish" and are xenophobic to all of them. We have seen no canon different behavior towards the paler stony Dornish.

We also don't know where exactly in Dorne Sylvenna Sand (a peasant) was from or what she looked like, but she was known as Dornish and the "laws" that Gaemon Palehair/his mother Essie laid out in KL are thought to have come from Sylvenna's background and closeness influencing those laws to protect women. Those Gyldayn calls "outrageous":

Skin color is definitely something these nonDornish make to orientalize or fetishize some Dornish people or to identify them bc you do find the darkest kind tones more in Dorne than anywhere else. But again, some Dornish people (and I mean entire populations) are pale, have the accents, may even practice male primogeniture but are still subject to xenophobia from nonDornish people in text.

And if all dorne nobility is poc... How is Aegon V (grandson of Myriah Martell and son of Dyanna Dayne) isn't? Or his siblings. We meet all the men - no sign of a different "Race" in any of them.

The Daynes are the paler "stony" Dornish.

Aegon was also never going to be considered PoC or Dornish or Dornish adjacent bc he came out with pale skin, violet eyes, and silverish-goldish hair.

And he is not a Dornish-raised person, but was born and raised outside of Dorne in the royal family.

So yeah.

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So disguting to see Martells white stan acting like anti racist & POC allies because they stan fictional brown people (lbr Martells are clearly Catholic Italians) but so many of them are silent on the Palestinian genocide (but thankfully that means they wont use anymore the screenshot of GRRM saying he based Dorne on Palestine).

the martells are not "clearly" catholic italians, they are actually based on the moors, which was a shorthand for "muslims" regardless of race, so it refers to an entire religious-ethnic group of the maghreb, al andalus, and malta, which is a wide swath of area but if you'll notice - it does not include Italy because we are in the Iberian Peninsula and not the Mediterranean. If we're talking "people we consider white that Dorne is based on" the answer is Wales not the Italians. There are Welsh Marches and Spanish Marches, Welsh rulers called themselves "Princes", they were culturally different from the rest of the Isles, etc. Also, being a hypocrite about Palestine isn't going to stop people from saying that Dorne is based on Palestine because that's not a fandom thing people made up, that's just the truth. It's literally right there in plain english on so spake martin:

And beyond that - idk why you would say Dorne is Catholic Italy as if Oldtown and the Hightowers aren't right there being Medici as FUCK like come on now.

As for your other weird ass point...a lot of people in the imperial core - no, not just the USA, I will not let Canadians and Brits get away with pretending like they don't have western privilege, thanks - are uncomfortable with the idea that they benefit from the suffering of PoC in the third world, or that they may yet have some unlearning about their own complicity and ignorance to the sufferings of others. Yes, I find it annoying, frustrating, infuriating that someone can spend all their "fun" time critiquing the Targaryens for the Dornish Conquest or Dany for the mess in Meereen and Astapor yet are incapable of turning that criticism inwards because it might mean they have to think about parts of themselves and their privilege they don't want to, but you can say this about every fandom because what you consume does not necessarily mean you understand what you're consuming. Look at how Bojack Horseman essentially had to turn to the audience and say "Bojack is not a man you want to be like you fucking freaks" because the subtext was not sinking in. Look at how a bunch of Broadway stars got together to sing "Bring Him Home" as if Les Miserables isn't based off a true story where a group of oppressed people rebelled through violent action including kidnapping nobility and those of the royal family for ransom. The dissonance is everywhere; when I notice someone who seems too far gone into some bs racist colonizer mindset, I simply unfollow and/or block. It's just not worth my time to debate whether a genocide is a genocide.

Also, this is a really weirdly worded ask and I would deeply appreciate if people didn't do this in my ask box. If you want to genuinely discuss politics, fine, go hit up my main, if you want to genuinely discuss fandom racism or asoiaf in general, also fine, but whatever this ask is? It's tacky and I need you to really think about the way you're bringing a real life genocide going on right now that your tax dollars are paying for into this fandom nonsense.

[the-last-dillpickle]

DS9 trivia from IMDB - Part 6

- Armin Shimerman had introduced the Ferengi into Star Trek lore in the episode Star Trek: The Next Generation: The Last Outpost(1987), when the Ferengi were still intended to be an antagonistic race. However, over time, the Ferengi started to serve more and more as comic relief characters. Shimerman later said that he regretted his mean-spirited, one-dimensional performance in The Next Generation, and took it upon himself to flesh out the Ferengi and their culture as much as possible throughout Deep Space Nine's run.

- When designing the space station, illustrator Michael Okuda came up with a sprawling, asymmetrical design inspired by an oil rig. He was quite proud of it, but producer Rick Berman didn't like it. He told Okuda that ultimately the design needed to be something simple that an eight year old could draw, and still be recognized. With this idea in mind, Okuda conceived the final design.

- Dr. Julian Bashir's last name was originally Amoros, and he was intended to be of Spanish or Hispanic descent. The name was not changed until the series pilot, Star Trek: Deep Space Nine: Emissary (1993), went into pre-production. Alexander Siddig said that he was very happy that the writers were bold enough not to write a backstory for Bashir, so that he wasn't shoehorned into an ethnicity and his character could pass for Arabian, Mediterranean, Hispanic or even Indian.

- One of the original ideas of the station was based on the Biblical Tower of Babel, meaning that it had been created over as long as three thousand years, through the co-operation of many different alien races who could not effectively communicate with one another, using different technologies that were often incompatible with each other. It was finally decided that the space station would be Cardassian in design, with lots of circular design elements.

- The Bajoran monetary system uses the Lita as currency. The Lita is actually the name of the currency of Lithuania. This country was occupied by the Russians from 1795 to 1918, and again from 1940 to 1991, much as Bajor was occupied by the Cardassians.

- "Raktajino", the often featured Klingon coffee beverage and favorite of the DS9 crew, is mentioned 47 times during the entire series. Whether this was another purposeful "47" reference is unknown.

- Andrew Robinson (Garak) was earlier considered to play Decker in Star Trek:The Motion Picture.

- Rene Auberjonois played Colonel West in Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country (1991).

- Cast members frequently name Star Trek: Deep Space Nine: Far Beyond the Stars (1998) as one of their favorite episodes, due to the 20th century setting, and because some could finally appear on the show without excessive make-up, like Armin Shimerman (Quark), Rene Auberjonois (Odo), Michael Dorn (Worf), Jeffrey Combs (Weyoun) and Marc Alaimo (Gul Dukat). In fact, writer Ira Steven Behr got very confused during production of this episode because he had trouble recognizing Shimerman without his usual Ferengi make-up.    

- Ferengi males are often shown wearing headdresses on the back of their heads, but some, like Quark, never wear a headdress. Aron Eisenberg responded to a question about it on Twitter saying, "It's because our prosthetic head only reached to the just above the neckline and they needed something to help cover it up, hence the headdress. Armin Shimerman's head reached further than his neckline to under his clothing. So, there you go!! It was all about the make-up."

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The Arrangement {Oberyn Martell x F!Reader}

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Talks of sex, mentions of pregnancy, arranged marriages

Writer Wednesday 8/18/21 @autumnleaves1991-blog​ @clydesducktape​

You bite your lip and look around the very severe and expensive foyer. You had no clue what this is about. All you knew was that two days ago, several serious looking men in dark, expensive suits showed up at your doorstep and informed you that your presence was required in Dorne.

No one had spoken to you, beyond offering you an exquisite five star meal on the private plane and refilling whatever drink you chose. They simply let you stew in your own thoughts after saying ‘everything would be explained’.

You should be nervous, or scared, or hell even plotting to try to get away. Googling Dorne showed you that it was a small country perched in the Mediterranean. They were a kingdom and that raised more questions than it answered as to why you were being summoned.

Before you were shown into the study, a kind older woman came up to you. She was lovely, gorgeous even. Her lovely skin and dark eyes were simply stunning with the luscious dark curls that tumbled down her back. Her smokey voice reassured you once again that you would be explained everything just as soon as the Prince was finished with his earlier appointment.

She took your hand, clasping it as if you had been friends for your entire lives. “You are beautiful and Oberyn will be pleased.” You tilt your head and give her a curious look. “That is the Prince’s name. Oberyn.”

Oberyn Martell. The second son. He had reportedly had affairs all over the world with beautiful men and women, sired several illegitimate daughters that he proudly claimed and flaunted as any proud papa would. Why would he send for you?

“I’m sorry.” You shake your head and give the woman an apologetic smile. “I am so rude. You are?”

“Ellaria, darling.” She smiles at you and your stomach flips. She has something, you can’t quite put your finger on it, but there is something about her that makes her seem like a goddess. “My name is Ellaria.”

“The Prince will see you now.” You jump at the sound of the voice, not even noticing anyone else has come to join you in the atrium. Ellaria had completely captured your attention and everything else had fallen away.

The woman, beautiful and obviously bewitching, leans over and kisses your cheek. Lingering for a second longer than was proper, she gives you a small smirk “Do not keep Oberyn waiting.” She tells you, standing up and letting her hand gently pull out of yours as she walks away.

****

Dark gleaming furniture and velvet upholstery. The study was beautifully appointed, if a bit severe and yet the man sitting behind the desk was not. Glasses were perched at the end of his nose, dark eyes scanning a document in front of him.

He was just as handsome as the pictures you had found. Tanned, smooth skin and dark, slightly curly hair that was starting to be threaded with silver. The thin edge of the chinstrap beard he wears would look ridiculous on most, but it somehow works on him.

Instead of the formality of a suit, he was wearing a bright linen shirt of a buttery yellow, adored with suns with coppery centers, you could see the edges of white trousers and brown leather boots under the beautiful open front desk.

You are alone with him in the room, the man who had guided you in disappearing like a wisp of smoke although you can be certain that he will reappear the moment that he is needed. Biting your lip, you resist the urge to fidget, your fingers curling around the edge of the long, comfortable sweater you had worn on the trip.

“Forgive the solemn atmosphere we find ourselves in, my brother thought it would be quite inappropriate for us to have this conversation at my estate.” He chuckles, still reading the document. “Believed that it would scare you off.” That confuses you and causes you to have so many more questions but you just hum quietly.

It takes him another minute to finish up, his eyes piercing and intense when they find yours. Every bit as hypnotic as Ellaria's, they seem to hold you captive in their grip while a small smirk appears on his handsome face.

That smirk dips down into a frown when he sees your appearance and you feel like a naughty child appearing before the headmaster in muddy clothes. “They did not allow you time to rest and clean up before seeing me?” He asks, taking off what you assume are reading glasses and standing up.

“N-no.” Your voice shakes and you don’t know why you are so nervous. Something about him screams unleashed violence behind a civil facade. It’s like your instinct is to run and yet you feel compelled to stay. “It-it’s o-kay. I’m f-fine.”

His jaw clenches and the rocks in displeasure and you pray it’s not directed towards you. “I apologize on behalf of my staff.” His accent is soothing, and you feel the tenseness of your shoulders relax at his words.

Walking around the desk, Oberyn makes no secret of the fact that he is assessing you. You feel your entire body burning under the weight of his gaze. Dark eyes raking up and down your form and humming slightly to himself while he circles you, as a shark would. A shiver runs up your spine and you lift your chin slightly, gathering your courage as you desperately wonder what this is all about.

Only when he is done does he lean against the front of the desk, crossing one arm over his chest and his other comes up to stroke the thin edge of his facial hair. “You are wondering why you were summoned here.” He tells you, accurately summarizing the thoughts that are bouncing through your mind like a ball.

“Yes.” You don’t stutter this time, but your voice is quiet, making him smirk again.

He turns slightly and reaches for a document, extending it for you to take. “When you were three, your father and my brother arranged a marriage between us.” He announces.

Your gasp echoes around the room and your eyes bulge in your head. Snatching the document out of his hands, you read it. Barely able to make out the legal terms but you see the words marriage and children all included with your name and Oberyn’s.

“I don’t understand.” You shake your head and your brow furrows in confusion. “I- why would my father do such a thing?”

“Your family was a very powerful one in our neighboring country before the fall of their monarchy.” Oberyn tells you.

You remembered vague flashes of upset and unease from when you were younger. Just the general feeling of worry. You had grown up knowing that your family had fled your birth country but you had never known what role your family had there, always assuming they had wanted to leave the war torn country.

“I-”

“I am getting older.” Oberyn announces. “The call for a legitimate heir is getting stronger and my brother claims that I have put off doing my duty to Dorne for long enough.”

“Oh.” You look up at him, the contract for your marriage to the stranger in front of you in your hand. “You want-”

“I am legally your finacé.” He tells you, lifting a brow at your unchanged expression. Most women would be cheering if they found out they were set to wed him. “But- since you were unaware of these things, I would not fault you if you were to break the contract.”

“What would-”

“We would marry.” Oberyn tells you bluntly. “And you would be required to give me heirs. Girl or boy makes no difference. I have eight bastard daughters. But you would be required to be in my bed alone until you have conceived.”

“Alone?” That makes you rear back in surprise.

Oberyn smirks. “I am not one to limit pleasure. I have indulged in all manner of things and would not see it change with a marriage.”

It shocked you to hear a man as powerful as him talk so casually about infidelity and you nearly choke on your own spit.

“Come now dove, this arrangement would be one of our own making.” He gives you a slight shrug.  “Despite the terms set in that document.” He reaches for the paper and pulls it out of your fingers. “We marry, we have children, we get to know one another and indulge in pleasure with each other and others.” He shrugs and gives you another smirk. “My paramour said you are quite beautiful.”

“So we- you want us to marry and for me to have your children and you fuck whoever you want?” You are slightly indignant at that.

“We, dove, we fuck whoever we want.” He tilts his head at you in amusement. “Did you think that I would lock you away while I played?”

You shake your head, unable to believe that such a proposition is being given to you. Oberyn pushes off the desk and comes to stand right in front of you. His hands grasp your shoulders lightly.

“You will be a princess of Dorne. Mother to future generations of princes and princesses. The people will come to love you, as might I.” You gulp at that. “In return, all I am asking is that you not limit pleasure. There is no scandal in allowing whomever you want between your thighs as long as we are both in agreement. My paramour, Ellaria, has shared me for years and yet she comes first before all others. You would be the same.” Oberyn’s eyes are serious and soft as he speaks of his lover and his passions.

You gulp, realizing the beautiful woman that you had been slightly enamoured with was his lover. Of course she was.

“So, dove.” Oberyn reaches up and cups your cheek, his thumb stroking the bone gently. “Do we honor the arrangement, or do you wish to forfeit your betrothal?” He asks, arching an eyebrow at you.

You swallow hard, your throat dry and you open your mouth to speak. “I-”

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Meta (kind of): Dorne

While I know this is a bit of an unpopular opinion as I know the fandom (not per say the RPC) strays more towards Indian culture; but I truly fall more and more in line with the ‘Mediterranean’ term for Dorne, because of how exceedingly vast it is in terms of which countries and cultures it includes. I see a lot of influence of the more Eastern Mediterranean countries of Turkey, Syria, Israel, Palestine, etc. in Dorne’s exterior architecture (1, 2, the shaped towers, the circular/low roofs, the shapes of the windows, the shaped entryways), primarily in places such as Sunspear, but I see less of that and a lot heavier influence of Moorish Spanish in places such as the Water Gardens. However, when looking at details in exterior design and then general interior, I’m often finding myself very, very strongly drawn to details of Moroccan architecture (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12; Agadir is a good search reference) for anything Dornish. I also very much account Turkish and Moroccan inspired-music as being exceedingly fitting for Dorne (1, 2) in terms of painting quite the mental image and energy of life.

Then there’s details such as their diets that I feel actually does stray from the Mediterranean region (though not entirely if you compare common diets in primarily Morocco to Dorne’s)), as most of the food that Dorne is known for, has its origins traced back to the Middle East (yes, many native to India) with only the blood oranges and their wines knowing more Spanish and Italians origins. Then in terms of their noted reputed ‘sexual licentiousness‘ (again, ‘reputed’ does not mean that it applies to everyone; it simply means that it is present enough as to be generally noticeably different from adjacent and more distant regions), the only area/culture/people in any span of time and era that I can think of that could even remotely live up to such a similar reputation (and I’m not stereotyping), would be the Ancient Greeks, in terms of their more liberal nature in terms of these topics, and in terms of ‘hot-bloodedness‘, my mind does stray to the Spartans, though I’m only an amateur in terms of full-knowledge of all of this. There are some details that’re near impossible to place for me however, and their Sand Steeds are one of them, as they are very reminiscent to me of Friesian horses, which are native to the Netherlands, which is quite an end away from the rest.

In other words, have I mentioned how much I love how grand and vast Dorne is, but more specifically— that I love that George R. R. Martin managed to create a region that many seem to gravitate towards and love immensely. And that in essence, it’s a unification of many different cultures, taking small aspects of each? People speak of ‘unity’ across cultures, but I never see people talk about how Dorne is such a successful culmination of that.

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In the case of Dorne, yes, Wales was definitely an influence, for all the reasons you cite. But there's also some distinctly unWelsh elements down there. South of the wall of mountains you have a hot, dry country more like Spain or Palestine than the cool green valleys of Wales, with most of the settlements along the seacoast and in few great river basins. And you also have the flavor given the culture by the great Rhoynar influx led by Nymeria. I suppose the closest real life equivilent to that would be the Moorish influence in parts of Spain. So you could say Dorne is Wales mixed with Spain and Palestine with some entirely imaginary influences mixed in. Or you could just say it's Dorne.... (x)

This was GRRM’s original comment on the historical influences for Dorne. What he said in response to the backlash over Pedro Pascal’s casting as Oberyn  (that he “always�� pictured the Martells as Mediterranean, which he considers a synonym for “dark-skinned white people”) contradicts this. Not sure why some people are taking the latter comment as gospel, especially since the Martells and the Dornish in general are clearly coded as people of color in the books themselves.

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Headcanons: Valyrian Geography, Geology, Climate

       In this post, I'll be giving a general description of my headcanons for the geography, geology, climate and other related matters of the valyrian peninsula. It is important to remember that the details and descriptions given here apply only to interactions in this blog for RP purposes and references, they are not official nor canon unless stated otherwise. Also important to remark that some of the descriptions may not fit the laws of reality because this is fantasy and GRRM himself has stated so when people try to give logical, realistic and scientific explanations to how the ASOIAF world works.

Over here you may find more of my headcanons on Valyria. Under cut because it’s a little long.

Terrain

       The majority of the lands in the peninsula are filled with mountains, hills, cliffs and valleys between them. These mountainous regions were more common to the north and center, extending to the southern areas though with reduced heights ( sort of like a 'T' form ), along with the Fourteen Flames. Roads were built between these mountain paths to connect the valyrian cities. To the east and west, the mountain ranges were lower, considered to be more hills rather than mountains but cliffs were actually common right by the coasts. Beaches did exist but more to the south, as well as rivers that flowed in the valleys created between the mountains of the center, north, east and west ( as shown in the map ). Some of these beaches actually had black sand, one of the many effects of the volcanic activity in the peninsula.

Fourteen Flames

      It might be best to start off with the heart, life force and source of the Doom in the valyrian peninsula. The Fourteen Flames is the canon name given to a chain of active volcanoes, where creatures such as dragons and firewyrms could be found. They've been burning for thousands of years ( probably more ), even before the Valyrian Freehold was first founded. These volcanoes affected both directly and indirectly the entirety of the peninsula and a little beyond, in positive and not so positive ways. The valyrians with their magical prowess learned to control or tame the fury of the fires ( as they did with dragons ) to the point where civilization could thrive albeit the close proximity of such a dangerous and deadly force. They were mainly concentrated on the region between the cities of Tyria and Oros, north to Valyria but there were also isolated peaks scattered in other areas of the land. The more common types were composite volcanoes but there were also shield and cinder cone peaks.

On the positive aspects of the presence of these active ( but thanks to valyrian sorcery ) controlled volcanoes, volcanic soils ( in real life known as andisols ) developed and impacted agriculture, fauna and flora. It was particularly positive in the norther region of the peninsula, over at the Lands of the Long Summer, where produce was abundant ( back then, more so than the The Reach in Westeros ). It's from here that most of the food comes to feed the lands and peoples all around the peninsula and a little beyond, connected by the wide and long dragon or valyrian roads. All sorts of crops were grown ( tomatoes, olives, grapes, corn, citrus fruits, tea plants, vegetables and spices ), and from these, the best wines were produced. There was also a wide variety of plants and flowers.

Another positive and it's actually one of the things the valyrians are or were known for the most, are the precious minerals and materials mined from the area in the Fourteen Flames. The constant but controlled flow of magma from within the earth's crust and then of lava that solidifies, as well as volcanic ash; make these precious minerals and metals pretty abundant—though they are highly dangerous to mine. Amongst these minerals and ores mined were gold, silver, garnet, obsidian, and of course, the all famous metal for the 'magical alloy' integrated into valyrian steel ( on that in another post ).

On the negative aspects, the danger would probably be the highest hazard, not just for the risk of eruption but the quality of the air and how the volcanoes affect the general climate. This however, is something that valyrians did control through sorcery and other ways, and the rest of the peoples adapted through out thousands of years. The mining for slaves was fatal and hundreds ( and more ) died while mining in the Fourteen Flames.

Climate and Weather

In terms of general climate over the valyrian peninsula area, it can be comparable to that of a real life Mediterranean climate only a little hotter still. We know that seasons in the ASOIAF world are still not really explained but when the true summer time is on the valyrian peninsula, it's more often hot and dry rather than humid but not to the point of the arid dry climate of Dorne. The seasons of spring and fall are not really noticeable and during winter, the temperatures are generally more on the higher average of warmth for the winter period. Humidity is higher then and rains are far more common than summer season but it does not snow. At night, the temperatures did get a little lower but not much to make a significant difference from daylight temperatures. It's a pretty stable climate.

Particular things that do have association with the existence of the Fourteen Flames in the peninsula are the presence of more clouds, most of them from the volcanoes. The light of the sun does filter through however, enough to give the higher temperatures on the land. An effect of this interaction can be seen in the valyrian sunsets, which are commonly more vividly red  ( mixed with the blue, it could be thought to have purple hues as well ) rather than the more orange-yellow hued sunsets observed in the rest of the continent. In the evenings, the clouds maintained a somewhat red tone to them mixed with the dark grey, an effect of the faint glow originating from the Fourteen Flames reflected on the clouds and sky above the volcanic mountains.

After the Doom

|| To be applied to all verses taking place after 114 B.C., and based on the Path of the Last Embers storyline ||

The massive and simultaneous eruption by all Fourteen Flames changed the valyrian peninsula entirely. It was no longer an attached area of land but shattered in three main islands surrounded by dozens of smaller ones. The area where the Fourteen Flames stood is now known as the Smoking Sea. Though the majority of the volcanoes were swallowed by the catastrophic tsunamis and the sudden rising sea levels, there are those still above ground centuries after the Doom. It's their fires that can be seen in the distance away from the coast, the red hue reflected on the skies and clouds with even more intensity than before the Doom, as they are now active due to the lack of powerful valyrian magic to control them.

The peninsula was mainly shattered and divided into three main islands right over where the rivers used to flow through the land, where it was easier for the giant waves to wash inland and swallow it. Due to the submerged ground, the water is sometimes muddy and very difficult to navigate. A form of volcanic fog covers great part of the land ( mainly the northern area ) that remains as well as the entirety of the Smoking Sea, which can be toxic for unprotected people. The survivors of Valyria are protected from these toxins in the ruins of the city.

The climate does differ slightly from that before the Doom in the temperatures, now a little less warm and more humid, less sunlight manages to filter through the thicker clouds and fog. For long years, they were low enough to be considered cold or tempered but in the recent century or two, it has risen again enough to once again be on the warm and hotter side. Vegetation has slowly began to cover the ruins of the valyrian cities and the rest of the land, growing unhindered by civilization. Animals did survive the Doom and others from outside places, mostly flying or swimming fauna, have moved and now inhabit the remains of the shattered peninsula.

UPDATE:

It is important to remember that this is a fantasy world, so I would like to add that had the Doom taken place in our real life world, the whole planet would’ve been rendered uninhabitable and pretty much the human race would’ve gone extinct. In the best of circumstances, human race would’ve been thrust back into the stone age. So a reminder that these headcanons are all based on the fact that his is a fantasy world, and that laws of nature and physics do not always apply here, considering we have the factor of magic mixed into the equation, which is something Valyrians were skilled in. 

This is all for the general descriptions of the headcanon for now. Please do keep in mind that they have the purpose of serving as references and can be modified accordingly to the interactions. The images used are all found on my board of Valyria over at Pinterest, the artists and/or sources are there.