#abe Martell

[rambleonwithrosie]

Okay Judean Beauty Contest time 🤣 which of the disciples as portrayed in the Chosen TV show do you find most attractive?

If you don't watch the show feel free to look at the pics below and give your vote.

And we're talking in show here because some of them are more attractive out of character (George Xanthis is much cuter than John imo) and some of them are cuter in character (Z is much more handsome than Alaa Safi sorry)

*yes I realize Yoshi Barrigas no longer plays Philip but he's the Philip we've had the most of on screen kinda like Abe's Big James so that's who I'm going with

[15-lizards]

ASOIAF modern AU class/wealth distinctions bc in the wise words of Mod Sam from the Inn at The Crossroads Discord: “i love modern aus where theyre like oh yeah the lannisters are filthy rich and here's the starks, piling into a minivan to go to public school. they would not fucking do that”

Lannisters: Private jets and COO/CEO/CFO positions at the family company and plain white tshirts that cost $5000. 1% of the 1%. They’re the Roys we already know this no need to elaborate.

Starks: they’re a rugged type of Minnesota/North Dakota/Wyoming wealth. Land rich. Own ranches and mining operations and oil drilling companies. Ppl think they’re normal bc they look like average farmers until they get a tour of their 300,000 acres and private mountain. Seem down to earth but grew up breeding ranch horses, don’t really understand what a car note is, and Nedcat paid for all the starklings college apartments. Also wear normal looking vests and ranching jeans and boots that cost absurd amounts

Tyrells: masters at the “quiet wealth” bullshit. Wayyyy older money compared to the Lannisters, and aren’t aggressive/scrappy like them bc of it. Literal aristocracy like lords or barons or some shit. Multiple residences, family tradition of politics, and loads of passive income. Maybe run a newspaper or two and own some global shipping companies bc of their merchant roots or whatever. Margaery was at one of those international debutante balls for the ubër-wealthy.

Tullys: Not as rich as the Tyrells or Lannisters but still nothing to scoff at. Not upper middle class but more like lower rungs of the upper class. Family tradition of sending all the kids to boarding school (that’s where Lysa got pregnant 🙂‍↕️) and they have some nice yachts and the like. Have one really nice permanent house on the river, a summer house upstate, and an apartment in the city. Normal enough to blend in with most people at their school. Also made their money thru shipping lanes.

Martells: Southern oil barons. Nymeria emigrated over and immediately discovered oil on her apparently shitty piece of land. Thousands of acres dedicated to drilling and cattle ranching. Awful for the environment but greenwash the fuck out of their business. Good at being a man of the ppl despite literally being in the one percent. Very publicly donate to progressive charities and causes to offset the backlash they get from pay the people who work for them slave wages. People stan them on Twitter because they’re hot and not like other billionaires.

Baratheons: slightly newer money but old enough to have no excuse to act the way they do. Loud annoying displays of wealth. Made their fortune mostly because they were good at being overly aggressive when it came to the stock market or sales or smthn idk what they do. Robert buys an egregious house in Florida where him and some other rich repulsive republicans do Labor Day weekend on their yachts with women they paid to be there. Absolutely terrible at saving their money (except Stannis and kinda Renly) and quite literally have to have their accounts frozen by their investment bankers. Actively going bankrupt.

Greyjoys: Not even rich anymore. Had a sizable shipping company at one point before they got poached bought out by the Lannisters. Also they engaged in too much tax fraud and embezzlement so now no one wants to touch them with a ten foot pole. Still live in their dilapidated cliffside house that’s literally ab to crumble into the sea. Theon got to live with the Starks bc once the Greyjoys got audited Ned felt bad.

Targaryens: REAL old money that stretches back like at least 500 years. Have had multiple income sources over the years and almost all of it is blood money of some kind and extracted through violence :) Giant ass portraits of their ancestors in their multiple residences, they all speak Valyrian at home, and they don’t even go to school it’s just private tutors. Obscene wealth that isn’t even fathomable to most people. Famously bred race horses and hunting dogs for a while until there was some familial infighting about ownership of the racetracks and stables and that collapsed. Got audited and investigated twenty years ago and Aerys just killed himself instead of going to jail.

[pedge-stuff]

I just had the worst and saddest possible day ever and all I wished was someone here, just to hug me under my cold covers. Can you please make something up with pedro and reader please?

I'm so sorry you are going through this?? I hope things have improved since you submitted this. Sending love your way.

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okay (pedro pascal x gn/m!reader)

a/n: same vague universe as “marked,“ per usual.

a little, plotless shorty for your troubles.

thanks, as always, for everything.

TW: a very brief mention of disordered eating

summary: sometimes, you just need to be held.

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"I'm okay," you whisper. "It's okay, really. I just need a little bit."

Less than convincing.

There is a dip in the mattress behind you. Even with your eyes closed, covers pulled over your head, turned away from him entirely, you can tell he is settling against the headboard, atop the duvet.

Pedro doesn't speak. Doesn't touch you, either, but you're not really sure if you're grateful for that; sometimes, being touched when you're like this feels so intolerable, it takes your breath away. Other times, a soft touch feels like the only thing that can hold you together. Trial and error, involving a lot of shitty and unfair antagonisms, has taught Pedro to give you space before he gives you love.

This is why you suck, your brain supplies. Nothing more— your mind is too fucking tired to even dissect your insecurities properly. You just feel bad.

Not without reason; at least, not today. Three missed calls from your mother, with whom you are barely speaking to, anyways. (It turns out being engaged to Oberyn Martell is about the only thing that could cure her passive aggressive homophobia. A bit too late to be water under the bridge, at any rate.)

Three missed calls, and some really shit news.

So, you're in bed. Under the covers, hiding, as if 8:30 is a totally normal bedtime.

And things are decidedly not good.

The tears come, silent and steady.

A warm press of lips to the back of your neck startles you; hot puffs of breath where his nose is buries into the hair curled at your nape, just a moment, before pulling back. It does not feel as bad as you'd feared.

"Sorry," you croak, blindly reaching behind you; squeeze what feels like his knee, in what you hope is a marginally reassuring gesture. "I'm fine, baby, you don't have to sit here with me." Pedro is early to bed— neither of you are really night owls— but not this early.

He makes no effort to move. "Can I..." A tentative hand, between your shoulder blades.

You can't help the thin whine that accompanies your shaky exhale. Fucking pathetic. But you turn, slowly, rolling over to face him. You'd assumed he was up against the headboard, but he's shifted down now, head on the pillow beside you.

Smiling, though it doesn't quite reach his eyes.

Wordlessly, he tucks an arm over your waist. He's always been strong, biceps as thick and sturdy as tree limbs, but the Gladiator training has added a layer of muscle just about everywhere. (Including his stomach. Abs are slowly stealing the small belly there, and while you're proud of the work he's putting in, you secretly miss the softness.)

"I don't know what you're thinking," Pedro whispers, mouth brushing against the top of your head. "But I'm so sorry, honey." He rubs the length of your spine, brow furrowing at the feeling of unfamiliar protrusions. Stress and an irregular schedule has sent good eating habits by the wayside; your body is shrinking, while his grows.

It's been the shittiest fucking month. He's been gone, you've been busy, and neither of you have gotten enough of the other. Back in New York three days now, but this is the first night you've been able to stay in together— and, of course, you've ruined it.

"Just happy to be with you," Pedro says, as if reading your mind. "Maybe this strike'll last forever, and I'll never need to go back to Morocco. Sorry, Paul Mescal."

You laugh, despite yourself, thick with tears. "I'm gonna miss the fan selfies, I think. What're they calling you? Pee-paw?"

Pedro groans, punishing you by pulling you tighter against him. Your face is squashed against his chest. Not a hardship. He smells clean, spiced. Familiar. Comfortably, and safe.

"You're engaged to the oldest man on the internet," he laments. "In Twitter years, I'm dead."

The squished hug is short-lived, breaking as he rolls back, gently, to get a better look at you. Cups your face, puffy and wet and gross; brushes twin thumbs over your cheeks, with a fond smile.

"There you are," Pedro whispers.

"I'm okay." Another sniff, but the threat of tears seems to have subsided. Today was shit, but it's over now; you're here, together, with nothing but time and sleep ahead of you.

"It's okay that you're not, sweetheart."

But you are. You're with him.

[queenaryastark]

As gross as the parallel is, it's interesting that GRRM has Quentyn hear false rumors of Dany that vilify her for promiscuity in a similar way that their shared ancestor, Meria was vilified by her enemies:

The more Quentyn heard of Daenerys Targaryen, the more he feared that meeting. The Yunkai'i claimed that she fed her dragons on human flesh and bathed in the blood of virgins to keep her skin smooth and supple. Beans laughed at that but relished the tales of the silver queen's promiscuity. "One of her captains comes of a line where the men have foot-long members," he told them, "but even he's not big enough for her. She rode with the Dothraki and grew accustomed to being fucked by stallions, so now no man can fill her." -- Quentyn II, ADWD

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Age and ill health finally did what dragons and armies could not. In 13 AC, Meria Martell, the Yellow Toad of Dorne, died abed (whilst having intimate relations with a stallion, her enemies insisted). -- Fire and Blood

Both Dany and Meria are/were powerful women ruling in their own right whose enemies fabricated falsehoods about them and tried to depict them as sexually depraved since they couldn't defeat them. This is clearly an intentional parallel not only between Dany and her ancestor but between both of them and Catherine the Great who was also sexualized by her enemies, who couldn't defeat her. She, too, was said to be participating in beastiality with a horse when she died, which was false.

Through Dany and Meria, GRRM is showing how women in positions of power are vilified by misogynists who want to uphold the status quo.

[ivashkovadrian]

i'm gonna do a handful of these in the same post because i'm catching up so i only bother you only once. if you're tagged, feel free to pick whichever of these you like (or all. or none. it's all up to you!!) THANK YOU FOR TAGGING ME IN THE FIRST PLACE!

1.

tagged by @withered-rose-with-thorns

favorite color: purple last song: The Anchor - Bastille currently reading: The Kingdom of Copper by SA Chakraborty currently watching: i've been rewatching New Girl the last couple of weeks coffee or tea: tea absolutely (i don't drink coffee)

2.

tagged by @cardvngreenbriar to share five favorite songs at the moment

Make Up Your Mind - Florence + The Machine

Hiding - Florence + The Machine

More - 5 Seconds of Summer

Delilah - Florence + The Machine

Haunt - Bastille

3.

tagged by @harrenhals

last song: see above currently watching: nothing last movie/tv show: see above spicy/savory/sweet: sweet but i love spicy relationship status: single current obsession: idk, kiwis? last thing you googled: udm14 (allows you to search google without all of that AI bs)

4.

tagged by @belgianfry

10 characters | 10 fandoms | 10 tags pick 10 characters from 10 different fandoms and tag 10 people!

ADRIAN IVASHKOV (obviously) [vampire academy]

Yennefer of Vengerberg [the witcher]

Abed Nadir [community]

Cher Horowitz [clueless]

Inej Ghafa [Shadow & Bone - Six of Crows]

Katarina Sharma [bridgerton]

Arianne Martell (a song of ice and fire)

Rosa Diaz (Brooklyn Nine Nine)

Nandor and Nadja (what we do in the shadows) i can't choose between the two of them ok

Sihtric Kjartansson (the last kingdom)

tagging @korra-of-the-watertribe @faircastle @helaena-targaryens @sidprescot @useragarfield @belgianfry @harrenhals @cardvngreenbriar @withered-rose-with-thorns

[asoiaf-forum-rpg]

FACECLAIMS & ETHNITICITÉS

artist : darejani-artist

DEVONS-NOUS RESPECTER ABSOLUMENT LES ETHNICITÉS SUGGÉRÉES POUR LES GRANDES FAMILLES SUZERAINES ?

S'il est préférable de respecter les ethnicités suggérées pour chaque grande famille suzeraine du Royaume nous pouvons comprendre que dans un soucis de ressources, il soit parfois difficile de les respecter. 

Certes, dans un but de représentation (Westeros étant un monde vaste et riche), nous aimerions que le plus de gens puissent être représentés parmi les grandes familles du jeu. 

Ainsi, au moment de choisir votre personnage et la famille, nous vous demandons de faire un minimum d'effort avant de lui choisir une ethnicité différente de celle suggérée (auquel cas d'ailleurs, si une ethnicité différente est choisi, nous changerons alors l'ethnicité choisie par celle représentée, pour favoriser l'intégration de membres futurs et pour rester cohérent.e.s).

De plus, nous tenons à vous rappeler que nous jouons dans un univers fictif et que les ethnicités à proprement parler se compare différemment des nôtres (autant dire que même les ethnicités de Westeros sont fictives). Nous avons les Premiers Hommes, les andals, le style valyrien, les dorniens, les marchiens, les rhoynars, etc. Or, le métissage est donc forcément quelque chose de plus rependu qu'on peut le penser.

Prenons pour exemple le couple royal composé de Daeron II Targaryen et Mariah Martell. Heureux parents de quatre enfants, pourtant, leurs fils ne se ressemblent pas tous physiquement. 

Certains partagent les traits dorniens de leur mère, comme Baelor qui a, selon le lore officiel, des cheveux noirs de jais coupés courts, hérités de sa mère dornienne. Tandis que Maekar, quant à lui décrit comme un homme sévère, puissamment bâti, portant une barbe d'argent pâle parsemée d'or impeccablement taillée, partage le physique typiquement valyrien de la maison Targaryen. Nous souhaitons que cette diversité de physique soit conservée afin de conserver cette idée selon laquelle, puisque les héritiers de la maison Targaryen partagent de plus en plus de traits dorniens (qui, jusqu’à tout récemment étaient des ennemis de la couronne et du royaume), donne une certaine ‘’légitimité’’ aux prétentions de la Maison Feunoyr sur le Trône de Fer.

Idées de Faceclaims et des Ethnicités sur le forum

le Nord; (premières nations, métisses & blanc.he.s) suggestions faceclaims : tantoo cardinal, lily gladstone, janae collins, zahn mcclarnon, elizabeth frances, jacob seth lofland, glenn stanton, amber midthunder, dakota beavers, michelle thrush, harlan blayne kytwayhat, stormee kipp, jessica matten, william belleau, etc.

le Conflans; (blanc.he.s & au choix)

le Val; (noir.e,s, métisses & blanc.he.s)suggestions faceclaims : bethany antonia, phoebe campbell, angela bassett, wil johnson, kurt egyiawan, steve toussaint, john macmillan, nanna blondell, savannah steyn, theo nate, viola davis, lashana lynch, thuso mbedu, sheila atim, letitia wright, michaela coel, lupita nyong'o, nonso anozie, justice smith, regé-jean page, adjoa andoh, abbie hern,

les Terres de l'Ouest; (blanc.he.s, métisses & au choix)

les Îles de Fer; (blanc.he.s, métisses & au choix)

les Terres de la Couronne; (blanc.he.s, noir.e.s, métisses & au choix)

le Bief; (asiatiques, métisses & blanc.he.s) suggestions faceclaims : anna sawai, hiroyuki sanada, shinnosuke abe, takehiro hira, hiroto kanai, tadanobu asano, fumi nikaido, yuka kouri, moeka hoshi, takehiro hira, tokuma nishioka, yuki kura, jessica henwick

les Terres de l'Orage; (latins, métisses & blanc.he.s) suggestions faceclaims : pedro pascal, rosabell laurenti sellers, òscar jaenada, ishbel bautista, victor oliveira, michel brown, víctor clavijo, jorge antonio guerrero, cristian gamero, mabel cadena, benedetta porcaroli

Dorne; (arabes, indiens, noir.e.s., métisses, blanc.he.s & au choix) suggestions facelaims : mena massoud, marwan kenzari, navid negahban, meryem uzerli, halit ergenç, burak ozçivit, ugur günes, mehmet ali nuroglu, ekin türkmen, rami malek, indira varma, alexander siddig, keisha castle-hughes

Autres Régions (ex. : Tyrosh, Essos, etc.); (au choix)

[beyondbinaries]

sobs so since 1 am I have made multiple ocs. Martel bls help me. "verius." is my discord if ya wanna learn more ab tiny ,,,

Look at tiny they are fren shaped

[the-goblin-cat]

re: the emojis ask

THE WHOLE HOG @ my good personal friend neville da factor factor

One whole hog for Neville D. Factor coming up (that is not his middle initial) (he does not eat pork)

✨How did you come up with the OC's name?

I started with the lamest name I had learned in history class, Neville Chamberlain, and then changed the last name

🌼How old are they (or approximate age range)?

Neville is currently fifteen as of the stories that exist. I plan for the filmverse stories to follow this generation into at least their early 20s though so they will age and change and become taller and grow facial hair sorry @jin-kies

🌺Do they have any love interests?

Yes, Cherise Martel who I did the other ask barrage about! There are others after his heart (Mindy exists/blonds cling to him like weevils) but they are endgame

🍕What is their favorite food?

Actually I don't think I've thought about this. It might be McDonald's fries.

💼What do they do for a living?

Well at the moment he is a student at the Scholomance. He wants to follow in the family business (theater management) and will wind up becoming a sort of detective/troubleshooter for the hidden community of San Francisco (and briefly, emperor)

🎹🎯🥊Combining these asks about hobbies, being good at things, and liking things, because the answer is the same. Neville's main hobby is tinkering, with both devices and with magic. He loves to make things and to have things he has made. He took piano lessons when he was younger and can occasionally bang out a tune as well. In addition to this, he is also really good at throwing things. Mostly this has come up for the purpose of gags. Neville also hates getting dragged into situations, yet frequently his good heart forces him to intervene. On a more physical note he hates excessive physical exertion.

❤ What is one of your OC's best memories?

Attending a performance of the Nutcracker at his grandfather's theater. Grandpa Moishe is also a magical tinkerer. The nutcrackers and tin soldiers were actual automatons.

✂ what is one of your OC's worst memories?

The breakup with Mindy was extremely messy and semi-public; it happened backstage during a rehearsal for a school play.

🧊 Is their current design the first one?

Neville's design has changed a lot in detail but not much in design. Originally he was the most regular anime boy there could be (albeit he had brown hair instead of Kirito black) and wore a green coat. As time went on he got taller and ganglier, then I changed him from being fully white to a white-passing mixed race jewish boy (hispanic on a grandmother's side). He also originally had a signature scarf but I realized I was making too many scarf boys at around that time so I axed it.

🍀What originally inspired the OC?

I wanted Neville to be a perfectly generic guy for a homestuck fanfic I was writing. I had wanted audience participation but no one gave me anything so I just decided to create a very normal boy with a lame name.

🌂What genre do they belong in?

what a curious question. I can tell you what genre he's *from,* urban fantasy. But if he had a choice he'd be in a scifi.

💚 What is their gender and sexuality?

I make a lot of cishet characters and lemme tell you, he is the most cishet one of all

🙌Do they have any siblings?

Neville has an older sister, Dolores, who is adopted, and a twin sister named Nancy; their parents have hidden which one was oldest (they also look and act nothing alike)

🍎What is their relationship with their parents?

Neville's parents are really nice! but they have such different personalities from him that they have trouble understanding each other.

🧠what do you like most about the OC?

I like how Neville revealed himself to me in the writing. I had set out to create a wholly uninteresting character but he wound up becoming very well liked by my friends, and I realized that part of his arc should be realizing himself that he is a cool, capable and interesting person.

✏ how often do you draw/write about your OC?

I can't draw but I love to write. I've written a number of stories starring Neville or otherwise set in Neville's world. PM me for links

💎do you ever see yourself killing the OC?

Probably not. I may do a distant future story referencing his death but otherwise no.

💀 does your oc have any phobias?

His bad break up left him with a discomfort around women and girls that he doesn't know. Unfortunately he must interact with them constantly

🍩does your OC have a nemesis or rival?

No but he should. closest he has is Gabriel, a character who is romantically interested in Cherise. However Neville doesn't know Gabriel feels that way or even dislikes him.

🎓 🍥These are the same question actually

I created Neville a little after Cherise entered her princess incarnation, so 20-21. They were made for different projects and didn't originally have anything to do with each other! Not until much later when Cherise entered her knight phase did I think Neville would be a fun partner for her.

[cherrytarot]

Hi! Hope this ask will be getting you at the best of your health and happiness :)

I'd like to participate in yourfs ask game.

My initials are AB

A trait about myself is I absolutely love nature... I love to sit near a sea and listen to the sound while feeling the breeze.

Something that I've assumed about my future spouse is that he's someone who's mature than probably goal oriented.

Thanks for your efforts ☺️

Hope you have a meaningful day ahead 🍁

jaden martell

[tb-gerschutz]

Two

Word Count: 2,940

Trigger Warning(s): past descriptions of ab*se, possible graphic depictions of violence

Summary: Princess Anaysha finally comes face-to-face with the Red Viper.

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Upon my arrival to Dorne, I was immediately struck down with awe because of Dorne's beauty. It was much brighter and more vibrant than what I had to lay my eyes on back in the Iron Islands. I considered this as a nice eye-opener because it allowed me to take in new and beautiful surroundings that I never thought of exploring before. Granted, I had thought of exploring foreign kingdoms before, but ever since my father started pushing me through tortuous hell, my mind had completely been focused on surviving and enduring. And even though I was a princess, I felt like a little girl again while observing the luscious sights that I hoped to find out more about.

Despite me trying to ascend off the ship by myself, one of the Dornish shiphands had stopped working and noticed me, a princess. He then dashed up the ramp, took my hand, and became especially careful when leading me down to land.

"There were rumors that a princess was arriving here today," he remarked.

I glanced over to him and crookedly smiled. It was enough for the left corner of my mouth to perk up. "And where have you heard these rumors?"

"I'm not sure, Your Highness, but I'm confident that the crown prince must've let it slip to one of his servants," the Dornish shiphand explained.

I gave a simple nod to him, turning my attention to what was up ahead. Another servant, who I assumed was someone who worked closely to the prince himself, confidently—and oddly quickly—traipsed up to where I was, greeting me as anyone would: in a cordial fashion.

"The rumors were true," the servant said, bowing down to me. "A grand princess has arrived in Dorne. Prince Oberyn will be very pleased with your arrival."

"Has he heard of me?" I asked.

"Oh, he sure has. He might not know your face to your name, but he's certainly heard of the name of the princess from the Iron Islands," the servant remarked, "and I can be almost certain that he will be most pleased when he finally meets you face-to-face."

The servant then showed me the direction where the palace was—and where I could find Prince Oberyn. "Come. Let me take you to the Red Viper himself."

One part of me was finally relieved that I had escaped my father, who probably was unleashing a manhunt to come find me. I wasn't surprised by it, given his brutal nature, but it sure felt good to finally get away from him after years of abuse. The other part of me, however, was completely frightened with the impending meeting with the crown prince of Dorne.

I had heard of the name Oberyn Martell before, and I also heard of what he's done. Not only is he a feared conqueror of Westeros, but he's also a skilled fighter. According to the tales that I was told, he was especially flawless when it came to fighting with a spear. That scares me into not wanting to ever physically fight against him. I know of his ruthless and brutal nature, but it doesn't seem like anything compared to my father's murderous intentions.

The servant and I had finally come up to the front gates, where we were confronted by two guards clad in leather armor and armed with spears. They allowed the servant to pass through the palace's front gates, but they put up their spears to block me from entering.

"It's okay. She's with me," the servant tried to explain.

"Trust me. I got this," I confidently said to the servant. "Thank you, though."

The servant nodded and walked off calmly. "I will then inform Prince Oberyn of your arrival."

The guards turned back to me, not believing the servant's words. I still kept my firm expression on my face and my head held high with enough confidence to power a queen's rule.

"What is your name then?" one of the guards asked.

"I am Anaysha Mullendore Sparr, Grand Princess of the Iron Islands—including Pyke Castle—and the daughter of Brandeth Sparr, King of the Iron Islands, and Giyana Mullendore, Queen of the Iron Islands and former princess of The Reach," I confidently answered.

The guards exchanged a glance at one another as I gave my reason as to why I was here. "I am here to speak with Prince Oberyn Martell about a diplomatic issue."

I could see their expressions change almost immediately, as they became more apologetic rather than tough-looking.

"We are terribly sorry, Your Highness," they apologized as they bowed to me.

"It's perfectly fine. I know you two are just doing your duties to the prince," I answered. "It takes some tough men to be working for such a tough yet seemingly justified royal. I admire you for what you are doing, so don't apologize for doing your duties to a high royal."

As soon as the guards lowered their spears, one of them took the opportunity to take me to the Red Viper himself. "Come now, Your Highness. Allow me to take you to the prince myself."

The guard led me through the palace grounds, which were a beautiful wonder to me. How could such a place be so beautiful? It was the most beautiful place I had seen in all of my life, since I had never been anywhere outside of the Iron Islands before. Every plant was blooming to its potential glory, and any fountain that was there would flow in such a delicate manner. This palace was so glorious that it made me feel as though I had somehow died and gone to heaven...and heaven was this place here.

Eventually, the kind-hearted guard had led me into the grand palace that one could easily get lost in if they aren't familiar with it. We stopped in a hallway in front of what I assumed was a bedroom, and my thoughts were confirmed with the guard shortly thereafter.

"Wait here," the guard commanded as he went into the sleeping quarters.

The guard went into the room and left me in the hallway. I had nowhere to go, nor did I have anything to do to keep my mind occupied for such a hopefully short time. Still, I kept my head held high and waited for that moment in which it would finally happen. The moment in which I'd come face-to-face to Oberyn Martell.

"When I introduce you, do you want me to use your full name and title or just your official title?" the guard asked, peeking his head out from the room.

"Just my official royal title," I answered.

The guard went back into the room for a few minutes before the door opened again. This time, however, I was allowed in.

"Come on in," the guard said, allowing me to enter the room.

I confidently and gracefully marched into the room, where I instantly locked eyes with the prince himself. He had dark, black eyes that pierced into my mind as if a viper was biting into its next victim, as well as a sharp jawline that I could see visibly. Clad in a beautiful, well-crafted golden robe, he continued to stare at me with hungry yet piercing eyes.

"Might I introduce you to Anaysha Mullendore Sparr, Grand Princess of the Iron Islands. Daughter of Brandeth Sparr, King of the Iron Islands, and Giyana Mullendore, Queen of the Iron Islands and former princess of The Reach," the guard introduced, walking out of the room shortly after.

I bowed before the prince, being gracious enough to greet him as I would with any other royal.

"I appreciate the gesture, princess, but you don't need to do that," he said with such a unique, graceful accent. I couldn't place what accent it was, but it definitely was one I hadn't heard of before. "We are but the same level. There is no need to bow down to someone on your level."

I rose back to my feet without saying a word. "I'd figure I'd do such a thing for someone who is very well-known and feared all across Westeros. Someone of high nobility, I should say."

With every passing moment, he kept getting closer and closer to me, making my heart pound so loud that it would have escaped through my chest had it been given the chance.

"You've heard of me?"

"I'm one of many that have heard of you," I answered confidently, still keeping my calm and confident front.

Silence fell over us, as the Red Viper continued to pace around me, gazing upon almost every feature of mine. He moved as though he was a slippery snake. True to his nickname, of course.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness. I would've arrived sooner, but there was great unrest in my kingdom that I had to neutralize first," I stated.

He stopped and exchanged a pitiful glance with me. "Unrest? What has happened behind those stone walls?"

I sighed. "Unfortunately, a lot. But for the reason as to why I am here, I'll give it to you now. My father put me up for execution only a short time ago for crimes that I considered unjust, and I had to escape to somewhere far away—like Dorne—in order to prevent myself from dying so young."

"What unjust crimes are you mentioning?" the prince asked, his eyes piercing into me as clean as a knife.

"Treason and incompetence," I mentioned. "Treason because I keep defying my father and pushing back against his tyrannical rule, and incompetence because at eighteen, I still have not found a potential suitor to marry one day."

I could see the Red Viper's eyes slightly widen with shock, as if he had never heard of a princess committing such crimes. Maybe he hasn't heard of incompetence being a crime. No one has, except my father, who wanted to have every excuse to chop my head off.

"Treason? Incompetence? Sounds to me your father is a burden to live with," he snarled.

"A terrible one, indeed. I'm lucky to have escaped when I did," I added.

I paused for a moment before asking for a not-too-rash favor from the prince. I was about to ask a favor from the most dangerous man in all of Westeros, which could go awry rather quickly if I happened to speak one word out of line.

"Might I ask for some sanctuary and some protection here in Dorne?" I asked, bracing myself for any possible consequences that might come next. "Just until my father's threats die down, or he is defeated in battle."

He stopped in his tracks and tilted his head to the side, still keeping his piercing eyes on me. He had not lifted his harsh gaze one bit.

"That's all I ask of you, Your Highness, and I hope you find the humanity in your heart to help someone like me out," I added.

"Of course, princess. I will be more than willing to give you all the protection you deserve," he said with a crooked smile. "After all, a beautiful royal like yourself deserves all the protection one kingdom has to offer."

"So I can find sanctuary here in Dorne?"

"Trust me, Your Highness. As long as you are within my stomping grounds, you are guaranteed full protection by me," he answered coolly. "Hell, you can stay here in Dorne as long as you'd like."

"Not as long as I need?" I asked confusedly.

"No. As long as you'd like," he confirmed. "I understand your situation. It's a tough one, and such a heavenly princess like yourself doesn't deserve to be subjected to that type of torture. As long as you are here, you're safe. I will make sure of it."

I nodded, acknowledging the Red Viper's promise. A promise I never thought would actually be solidified. Despite this truth, I was satisfied with knowing that I had Westeros's most dangerous man in my back pocket to protect me from the hell that would be unleashed in my direction. I knew damn well that my father was going to let loose a form of hell that no one—but him—has yet experienced. I came close to it through our heated arguments, but I never actually experienced it. Even though I dreaded it, I had known all along that someday, I'll face that inevitable evil known as my father.

"I forgot to tell you, Your Highness. There is a wedding happening in Godsgrace. Sabas Targaryen and Taliya Lannister are to be wed soon, and it is evidently a big occasion," he said. "I'll be attending to represent House Martell, and I am in need of an escort."

He traced his finger down my jaw and kept his eyes glued to mine. It made me shudder not only in fear, but also in desire. Despite me barely knowing him, I was more drawn to the Red Viper than ever. It was like a viper had injected its venom into me, forever putting me under its spell. In the Dornish prince's case, his "venom" was physical touch, and it sure worked because it made me think of him in a more attractive light. I hadn't fully fallen for him yet, but I had a feeling that I would.

"I think it'd be a perfect opportunity to start our courtship," he sneered with lingering eyes.

"Courtship?"

"You heard me right," he confirmed. "A courtship between you and me. I think you're far too beautiful to simply ignore. And we're both longing for a suitor, which is quite the coincidence. Come now, princess. It's too good of an opportunity to pass up."

My mind started to race as quickly as the prince's draw in battle. Was this a good idea to enter a courtship with such a dangerous man? Is he a different person than what others know him to be?

Then, my thoughts switched to a whole new perspective. The Red Viper did make a valid point in us not having suitors lined up, and it would be too good of an opportunity to pass the charming Dornish man up. I have found him quite attractive and charming, but I can sense that he might have a good heart. A good heart that I'll be keen to be a part of. Plus, getting together with him would not only be beneficial to me in many ways, but it would also serve as another bit of perfect revenge against my father.

"Fine. I will," I finally said, "but on one condition."

"Anything, princess. Name your price," he sneered with a crooked smile.

"You part ways with your paramours," I firmly stated, my face firmly keeping to one emotion. "How will I know that you're fully invested in this relationship with me if I have knowledge of these paramours slinking around?"

The realization immediately hit him, and although obscure, I could see how the Red Viper's face changed drastically from flirtatious confidence to that of subtle shock. He had to realize that he had a big choice to make: part ways with his multiple lovers or have a possibly solid relationship with me. No matter what choice he made, he had to sacrifice a possibly important part of his life.

"You don't have to banish them from the palace completely," I added. "Just make sure they have the necessary needs to survive, and maybe more. Treat them like noble, well-treated servants, if you will."

He bit the inside of his cheek and traced his tongue along the inside of his mouth. Inside his head, he debated on whether I was worth it to him. Evidently, I was.

"It's a deal," he finally spoke up.

That was the moment when I was personally branded to Oberyn Martell's soul. Such a precious soul that I hope to see relatively soon.

"Come. Let me show you the beauty of Dorne," the Red Viper said, graciously showing me out.

"I saw some of it when I landed. I thought I died and went to heaven because I didn't know a place could be so beautiful," I commented.

He chuckled. "Princess, you haven't seen anything yet."

Curiosity grasped onto me tightly, and I followed closely behind this prince. This charming yet seemingly dangerous prince. So far, I don't know why he is considered the most dangerous man in all of Westeros, but I have a gut feeling that will tell me why very soon. Something—I don't know what—drew me to him, made me more attracted to him. I have yet to find that out, but I hope it isn't something that gets me killed later on in life.

He showed me around to pretty much every inch of the palace, which seemed like it was far larger than the castle I grew up in for nearly eighteen years. Designed in quite the unique and fancy architecture, the palace swallowed me up whole in its beautiful, vibrant colors much brighter than what I was used to. For all my life, I was surrounded by darker colors—black, gray, and all the variations of such. Now, I was stunned by much brighter tones—orange, gold, beige, light blue, and so many more variations to count.

"I never knew such a palace could be so—big yet beautiful," I remarked, continuing to look around at these new and amazing surroundings.

"Well, it's definitely different from a dark color palette. That's for sure," he added on.

"It sure is," I remarked, smiling brightly at these new and wondrous surroundings. "It sure is."

And from that moment on, something changed in me. Something that made me temporarily put my old life back on the Iron Islands behind me. Was it the best idea to do this? Maybe, but I hope that the Red Viper will help lead me to that decision that I'll soon make in the future. 

[15-lizards]

Hi! I absolutely love your thoughts on Planetosi fashion and the culture aspects and changes in fashion over the time periods. It’s such an aspect of world building that I don’t think gets much focus in media and it gives a look into so much of a richer world that we didn’t see as much in the show (in my opinion).

I know you mentioned a bit about the Daynes style of dress, but do you have any more HCs on Dorne? I know you mentioned the the amount of layers would change according to the region because of the heat.

Yes I love thinking ab dornish fashion!!

Starting from the north, near the Dornish marches and by the Red Mountains, where those with the most Andal blood live, we have a little bit of a mix between influences. Either because they live so close to the edge of the kingdom, or because Andal traditions trickled down. Clothing is thicker bc it is a (slight) bit colder for where stony dornishmen live. Textiles are also a combo of thicker fabrics they get from the stormlands/reach and traditional airy fabrics from Dorne.

Moving to the actual deserts of Dorne, this is where you see full coverage clothing. Usually this consists of a singular long and loose shift, with added robes for added protection. If you pass a sandy dornishman in the desert, you will hardly ever see their face. Clothing is almost solely made up of cotton and linen (they’re the most breathable fabrics) and there is always going to be a turban or hat of some kind while they ride or herd or work

And “Salty” dornish fashion (so around the coastlines) still has strong remnants of their Rhoynar ancestors. Both in patterns/accessories and the fabrics they use. They can afford to have both light and heavy fabrics since they live near the water and weather will cool during winter, unlike the rest of Dorne. Their patterns and textiles still reflect the intricate artistry of the old Rhoynar cultures, and has striking similarities to the free cities, mostly Myr

The Martells themselves :D very much drippy. Despite the fact that Dorne is a notoriously brutal climate, their clothes reflect the fact that they are not only wealthy enough to survive but also have extravagance. I’m obsessed with the idea of gilded and embellished clothing for the Martells, especially for ceremonial/traditional clothing to show off power (the left pic is Doran and Oberyn at an important Sunspear ball is it not) ALSO I like to think that princesses of Dorne will wear their bride price on their clothing as a sort of “I’m expensive” type thing, embellishing their dresses with silver coins and charms that equal the cost of their bride price

BONUS sand snake fits: I think the girlies like to match, especially when they need to go intimidate someone. Still fairly practical most of the time for riding around and fighting but still indicative of their royal blood despite their bastard status. Other times I think they fully dress practically and essentially like a commoner (when they need to stay hidden for ~espionage~ reasons) and it’s just easier to move around in whenever they’re in rough terrain. Probably favored by resident butch Obara

[longroadhcme]

Who are you most attracted to in town? (all muses)

HONESTY HOUR.

"Is it acceptable to say myself? 'Cause, we all know I'm the cutest around these parts." A smirk following, typical and very-Katherine in nature. "But, for the sake of your curiosity, we'll go with that delightful looking Isaac fellow. His jaw, well, I could just bite into it. I'd say Lucien, but he's falling in the poll due to his recent endeavours. Stefan, of course. I think that much goes without saying, have you seen him? Oh, and can't forget that delicious Alfonso, have you seen him without a shirt on? Trust me, he's doing us all a service with those abs." @ofsteelehearts, @ofkingmakers, @moralivity, @hoaxwings.

"I've not really been paying attention since I got here. There's been more pressing matters, don't you think?" A shrug followed, mind wracking for anyone she'd clocked in the meantime. "Let's just go with familiar territory, and say that Atlas is up there. Rightfully so too." @hoaxwings

"When you're in the line of work that I am, it makes finding anyone attractive pretty difficult, 'cause you know underneath the pretty face, there's a deep rooted pit of despair and supernatural trauma." Evidently, she'd had a taste for that in the past. "But, for the sake of shallow tendencies, Greyson is definitely easy on the eyes. I don't think we've had the pleasure of meeting yet, but Mason Lockwood is also enough to make anyone's eyes flutter. And, despite everything, I suppose, Klaus is still on the list, if not purely for attraction purposes." @darkncghts, @theirdiaries, @ofchaoticminds.

"After the pity party I witnessed, I'm not sure anyone is actually 'attractive'. In order for me to find you as much, you'd need to not run around crying because of people actually being honest with one another." It was safe to say that CJ was hard to please, especially when it came to such departments. "In fact, we'll just go with that guy who embraced the chaos with me, Brent, was it? Otherwise, ask me again when things have calmed down, and maybe I've seen other sides to people around here." @ofvengefulwrath

"I think we all know one of my answers here, so not sure if it's even worth acting surprised? But, Damon, obviously is up there in the list. I mean, his eyes alone are enough to lure you in, let alone the activities included in our friendship." Was it even considered as much, these days? They hadn't crossed those lines again thus far. "Aside from him? I'll never tell him, for his ego would double in size, but Lucien definitely has some level of appeal. But, perhaps that's just his pretty face? 'Cause as soon as he talks, that attraction dwindles. And, lastly, I guess we'll throw in two curveballs, on a purely physical basis, 'cause lets be real, they're shifty little buggers; Mikael and Tristan." @ofchaoticminds, @ofkingmakers, @dxddyoriginal, @de-martel

[jonquilspool]

ok pia mylestoyne (who i will not be @ ing bc i'm literally nobody and also afraid of being annoying) talked ab their ocs here and how they're mostly canon characters who died or weren't mentioned more than a couple times and then she made them ocs kinda and i thought that was so fucking cool so i'm gonna make a list of ones i would like to do eventually so i can refer back to it:

unnamed female cousin of cassana estermont

she lived thru the siege of storm's end. her husband and father both died during it. there is potential here

annette arryn, stillborn daughter of jon arryn and jeyne royce

i already have many plans for her. i love her so much this is an existing oc and she's so fun

son of rhaena targaryen and corwyn corbray

targ-corbray child of love who is then forced to grow up without lands in oldtown with his mother. who has a dragon.

the last lord tarbeck

either thrown down a well OR a sad bard in essos. probably the second if i'm thinking abt him here

victarion greyjoy's only daughter

idk i just think this one would be interesting... she'd be either brutish like her father or despise him

olyvar martell, younger brother of doran martell

throwing another martell into the mix would be fun--especially as a middle ground between doran and oberyn. or maybe he can be the Bad Martell... we haven't had one of those yet...

vaella targaryen, daughter of aenys targaryen

i think she would be fun. chance to have a character that's so fucking mean to jaehaerys i will always take it <3

baelon targaryen, son of viserys i targaryen

ok this one is more complicated but i picture him as a veryyy fucked up child with an oedipus complex around rhaenyra. like scary awful obsessed but rhaenyra feeds into it bc it's the last piece of her mom

lianna velaryon, cousin of rhaena targaryen

lived with rhaena on dragonstone until she was like 9 and androw farman poisoned her. buuuut if the poison didn't take she could've had a super interesting life. there's a chance she knew aerea!

[fuckyeahpedropascal]

You guys, this was such a fun poll! Thank you for turning out for the round table and repping each Pedro boy (some more than others lol).

Incidentally, I also have a lot of thoughts on the topic, so I think I'll do a more detailed breakdown of the poll results for this one. I will start with the Top Three™ below the cut.

#1: Ezra

I don't think anyone disagrees with this result! Prospect is a massively underrated movie of P's, especially among new fans, and Ezra is a wonderful enigma of a character.

@missredherring: #i kept coming back to Ezra#and maybe Im doing this wrong but his performance as Ezra has everything#the character is wonderfully complex and he turns on a dime

@mando-abs: #ezra is Pedro’s best performance (outside of Joel bc yeah)#(oh! and outside of Javier bc also yeah)#and you can’t change my mind#and Ezra is critically underrated because of that

@imaswellkid: But, you know. "I'm Ezra". and I'm a fucking puddle.

@oonajaeadira: #i'm sorry but his performance in prospect is the fkn bomb#and in all the mando/tlou hubub got sorely ignored for being one of his best “reluctant dad” roles

@nothoughtsjustmeds: #he is a really well formed character and there’s still layers of him to unravel#i love the varying takes in fandom about him

#2: Oberyn

Interestingly, there isn't a lot of discourse about Oberyn in the tags, but he still came in second in a field of very strong contenders. That speaks to the underratedness of this OG bisexual prince.

@ohsomightypeaches: Last but not least my sweet sweet prince. I love this hoe. That's all. More hoeing please. I know GOT season 4 was like million years ago. And I get to live in my alternate universe where he's NOT DEAD FROM EYES BEING GOUGED OUT and hoeing all over Dorn. And that's all I really want from these fics + ELLARIA. And no I will not elaborate. + extra points for being the first thing I've ever seen this superb actor that he is.

@jahsontodd: #I feel like Oberyn has noteriety but among 🤢men#they are like yeah Oberyn is so cool he gets the ladies#meanwhile we are like yeah yeah Oberyn *thinks about ellaria and blushes*

@lauratang: #definitely oberyn#martell for the win

#3: Marcus Moreno

I am so chuffed for @radiowallet that our superhero dad came in third! I haven't watched the movie in full, so I'll leave the discussion to the experts, but I agree he is probably one of the most underrated boys out there.

@radiowallet: #Marcus Moreno is constantly left out of the conversation#and I am here to take a stand#This man has it all#And then some#Yeah the silly movie leaves a lot to be desired but that's what makes him great#put your own spin on him#make him sweet#make him spicy#add all the seasoning to this guy he can take it

@ohsomightypeaches: LOOK. Marcus Moreno def deserves more love 😩 he's a darling dork and I love him. (Read: I suffered through this movie so I can witness this greatness and wanted desperately to strangle Miracle Guy) he got my vote. Only because you made me choose you monster (affectionate)

@thosewickedlovelies: #kgjfkdhahs prev tags Cat how does it feel to be so right and so funny#season him. beat him. leave him to marinate. put him on the heat and watch him sizzle#(put him in your mouth afterwards and enjoy the fruits of your labor...)#WHO SAID THAT#lgjgkshshsgafs

Who's the most underrated Pedro boy?

This is only our second multi-Pedro boy poll! I know this is a potentially controversial topic, so before anyone comes at me for my selection of underdogs, my methodology is under the cut! I am not putting a 9th option, so if you have opinions, discussion is encouraged as usual!

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My methodology:

'Underratedness' is of course, subjective. But I am taking into account the general pervasiveness of the characters in the fandom in terms of fanfiction, gifs, discourse, artwork etc.

I'm not including any characters that came out after 2021 - I think it's fair to say that Pedro boys that were introduced since have received fair attention, including Javi G and Dieter.

I've obviously not included the most popular Pedro boys that came out before 2021, including Frankie, Jack and Javier.

Oberyn might be a controversial addition, but I think it's fair to say that there isn't as much content for Oberyn when compared to the more popular Pedro boys.

I'm not including characters that only appear for one or two episodes, or characters that are too obscure (Graceland, The Good Wife)

[sortagaysortahigh]

BITCH I STARTWD MY GOT REQATCH AGAIN AND IM BACK TO SEASON FOUR SND OBERYN MARTELL SHDKDJEBWFJFB BITCH I FORGOT AB HIM SHUT THE FUCL GJEIDBFNFF

[autoneurotic]

ok girls do i re read priory of the orange tree or re read ASOIAF for the first time in almost a decade