#medea baratheon

[mvndrvke]

i'm still working on starters for my other call but this is an au-specific starter call for the following--

MEG GIRY in her BRIDGERTON* or HOTD* verses

MEDEA in her HOTD* verse

EFFIE TRINKET in her GLASS DON'T BEND verse

SHIREEN BARATHEON in her RIDER OF VISERION* or HOTD verses

KIRI AUGUSTINE in her STAR WARS or STAR TREK* verses

ACHILLES in ANY verse

SHMI SKYWALKER in her FORCE CHOSEN verse

SATINE KRYZE in her SENATOR KRYZE verse

usual rules for starter calls apply-- mutuals only, specify 1-3 muses or verse, especially if you're a multi like me. asterisks mark verses with most interest, but i'm happy to write literally any of these

[witchofhimring]

Alys

Based off Medea

Pairings:

(Jason)Aemond Targaryen x (Medea)Alys Rivers

Aemond Targaryen x Cassandra Baratheon

Synopsis: She gave everything for Aemond Targaryen. Her home, her family, the lives of her two brothers, all of her. They had sworn themselves by the Valyrian Gods and she bore him two sons. New comes to Alys of Harrenhal that her love is to marry another.

Warnings: heartbreak, cheating, emotional manipulation, murder, child murder

Stronger than lover's love is lovers hate

A wail pierced the new day. It carried the pain of a thousand betrayed women on its wings. Each dreaded note bleed into the old walls of Harrenhal. The lady of the castle wept. A great lady and witch reduced to crying on her knees on the cold cold ground. Her black hair shrouded her like a robe in mourning. For Alys lamented the death of a great love. The pain she felt were as if Aemond Targaryen had just been killed before her. And in a way, he was. A letter lay crumpled feet from Alys, stained with freshly fallen tears. It held tidings of their sundering and his pledge to another, sworn in a Sept instead of a hidden cave.

Dear Alys,

I pray this letter finds you well. I know that the contents of this letter will bring you much pain, and for that I am filled with remorse. But this must be done. Alys, I am to marry the Lady Cassandra of Storms End. Please do not hate me for this. To incur you displeasure would bring me great sorrow. I will keep you in my heart, always.

Sincerely,

Aemond

"Please do not hate me for this. To incur your displeasure would bring me great sorrow." What did he know of sorrow?! He brought words of guilt but chose not to come himself. Alys hated him, almost as much as she hated herself.

She had been born Alys Strong, daughter of Ser Lyonel Strong. In those days she was the favoured child, adored by all those in the castle. She'd had two brothers, Harwin and Larys, both so dear to her. And her life might have continued in this peaceful way had Aemond Targaryen not landed in front of their castle on his dragon. He had come to demand the allegiance of house Strong for the upcoming war. But Alys, who knew the deep secrets of this earth long hidden, had spelt an enchantment so powerful that not even dragon fire would breach it. She looked down on the young man from up high, sure in her steadfastness. So he passed swearing to come in peace. When their eyes first meet she suddenly felt a rush of an indescribable sensation. Her whole body came alight with a new energy, possessed with desire. The met the Princes gaze, for even in love she never bowed from a challenge. She was proud, and not even a Targaryen could tame her.

Aemond was the first to approach her. Alys was in her room with the sent of sage wafting through the air. Her pestle grinded against the stone bowl each time. Soft words drifted through her red lips as the fire flickered. No one encroached on the lady during these time. For this was her domain were none but her could enter. But today there was an intruder. Not in person, but in the mind. Aemond Targaryen raced through her thoughts. Breaking off chants and messing up potions. Eventually she grew so irate that Alys slammed the pestle onto the table. She had only meet this man for one moment and already he was on her mind. It was unnatural. Above her hearth were little statues. For only Alys knew the Old Gods of Valyria. They spoke to her in dreams, appeared on stormy nights. And so she followed them in their teachings and received power in return. But remember young one. Ones you have accepted, do not ever spurn us. And so she never had. Alys kept her promises.

It was he who approached her the next day. She had been by the stream when Aemond Targaryen, out on a walk, chanced upon her. Their eyes met and immediately Aemond was enchanted. They talked and talked. He showed her his dragon and she helped him win the war. She helped him fight against Daemon Targaryen. And when her father and brothers found out she shared a bed with the Prince, he threatened to disinherit his own daughter. Aemond needed Harrenhal, but he couldn't if Alys was kicked out. And so she committed her darkest deed, something so abhorrent that it sent shivers down her spine. A fire was set in Harrenhal, an accident to the eyes of all. except Alys and Aemond. With the deaths of her two brothers and father, Alys was lady of Harrenhal.

"We shall marry under the watch of my Gods." Aemond brought Alys into a small sept. Alys looked up at the six statues (the Stranger was missing). The one that caught her attention was that of a young woman. Her head was covered by a veil, eyes cast downward. Aemond walked towards it. "This is The Mother. She watches over married women such as yourself." Alys walked up to her and was face to face with the statue. Reaching up, Alys touched her face.

"Then who is yours's?" Aemond looked towards The Warrior. "It will become king one day, and shall set a black crown of iron upon my brow. And my son after, and his son as well."

The rage of Alys was well known all throughout Westeros. The mistress anger over her husband taking a lawful wife. Little did they knew that Alys was no mere mistress, for they had sworn before the Gods themselves. She howled and raged. Her pain echoed through the halls. Her ladies waited fearfully outside, barely daring to breath. They wanted to comfort their mistress. But were too fearful to enter. Finally, Mara, the oldest of Alys's attendants, plucked up her courage and entered. Alys, who's abode had usually been so pristine, was absolutely wretched. Mara carefully padded towards her lay. She knelt next to her. Alys lifted her head. Normally immaculate coal black hair lay in a messy, for in her distress Alys had clawed out pieces which lay scattered across the floor. Those beautiful emerald eyes which minstrels wrote ballads about were puffy, red and swollen. Unkempt nails scratched against the stone. "Oh my poor lady." Mara gathered Alys in her arms and she sept. "What am I to do! He has shamed me and my sons to the whole world!" Whatever was said next past in a series of incoherent blubbering and wails. It was all Mara could do to hold Alys, internally cursing the prince.

Aemond did not even do Alys the courtesy of going in person. A week later the Baratheon banners flew over Harrenhal as Borros Baratheon stormed in. His meaty hand clasped a letter and when Alys read it she nearly collapsed. She had her children were to be banished to Essos. The Kings untidy handwriting marked this official document. "You are to take your bastards out of this kingdom and go where my daughter will not be shamed by your presence." The sneer adorning his horrid face made Alys's insides curdle. Who was this overlarge illiterate lord to make here and insult her!? She was Alys Rivers, Lady of Harrenhal, witch, and rightful wife of Aemond, mother to his heirs. "You say your daughter can not stand the sight of bastards. Yet she will happily bear them for him as I am Prince Aemond's lawful wife!" In two strides Borros made it to Alys. A blinding pain broke across her face, Borros had struck Alys hard. Her ladies angrily surged forward but Alys raised a hand. Cold eyes regarded this man and an idea struck her. She could rage and storm, letting the pain wear her down. But she had two things, a vial of deadly poison from Ashai and a letter by a septon. Then in her madness Alys thought of another insidious step to this plan. It made her blood run cold. Her eyes went to those two little boys which Aemond had cased off. She would make him regret this.

Her voice would have seemed piteous to any other. Borros was not a man moved by mercy, and so this wounded women stirred no sympathy within him. Not that Alys did not try. "My Lord, I know my behavior has not been courteous as of late. Only my grief has been so heavy as of late. Allow me to at least stay long enough to get my affairs in order." Borros scoffed. "So you may continue infesting this land with your poison? No, I will have you out of this country." Next she appealed to a parents love for their child in hopes it might move him. "My sons are young and innocent. Would you want your own children cast to such a miserable fate? I implore you, as a parent, spare my sons for the sake of them, not me." Borros went red in the face. "Do not compare your whelps to my children." She grasped onto one last hope. "At least allow me to humble myself before your daughter, as she is Queen. I would gladly do her homage if only to incur her mercy. I hear far and wide that she is merciful as she is beautiful. Please allow my sons to present her with tribute to show I mean no ill will. " And Alys, the most powerful woman in all the Seven Kingdoms, a woman of unspeakable force, prostrated herself before the lord.

"Very well. You have one day."

He did not see the look on her face.

Before Alys lay two things, a golden dress and a dagger. Her fingers traced the blades sharp edges. Alys did not dare touch the dress. What she was about to do would bring the greatest pain and satisfaction. They say that stronger than lover's love is lovers hate. If this is indeed true then it clouded Alys to anything else. Not even the love she had for her children prevailed. Just as Aemond had cast them of so would she cast all recollection of being his. Alys could not imagine living in a world where she was less than she was.

Her two boys were playing outside, completely ignorant of the storm breaking over their heads. Alys took in their silver hair, indigo eyes and the pink tinge adorning their cheeks. They were truly lovely boys, both in body and mind.

Could she do it? This would hurt her just as much as their father. "He is no father." Alys steeled herself. She would cast a wound such as he had never felt. Alys hoped it would settled into his soul like a seed and haunt Aemond Targaryen for the rest of his days. His line would end.

"Mara. Send the boys in."

Blood drenched the floor. The terrified screams still echoed in impenetrable darkness. A knife lay scattered on the ground, now forgotten. In her arms Alys held who had once been her sons. Now mere corpses they were stark white, no tinge of pink to be seen. The only sound Alys could hear was a wailing scream coming from Mara. Alys let her scream. As she herself could not.

"You slay your sons to revenge yourself upon their father! To wound one in such a way that you throw away all semblance of motherhood, of humanity!" Mara collapsed to her knees. Alys never responded. Standing up both sons in arm Alys walked towards the door. They were coming.

Everyone had come to see the sons of Alys met the woman who took their mothers place. Cassandra Baratheon sat proudly on her throne like chair. Beside her stood Borros, a sneer upon his face. The pair looked as if this display was beneath them. Aemond, standing beside her, bend down and whispered something into Cassandra's ear. Beckoning his sons forth Aemond encouraged them to great her. It was only because all eyes were on her and the lovely presents presented to her that Cassandra did not dismiss the boys outright.

They held up a luxurious golden dress and tiara. The items presented were held up by green cloth, so that it did not touch the boys. Eagerly Cassandra laid hands on the objects. The boys were quickly dismissed and Cassandra entranced the audience by wearing the dress and tiara. For a few moments everyone was happy. The mistress had finally relented to the lawful wife.

And then Cassandra let out a shudder. jerking alarmingly, steam started to issue from the lady. Screams erupted and Borros surged forward with a cry. Collapsing, Cassandra cried out. To the horror of all present her skin started to melt. In great steaming clumps skin curled from her body and feel into puddles. Borros, once he reached his dying daughter, held her, and wept. Then a scream of agony tore through him too. Borros was to meet the same fate as his daughter. Melted into a hideous lump of flesh and fluid.

Aemond looked at the scene of carnage before him. He knew who had done this.

Alys did not flee like the messenger had told her. Alone save for the bodies of her son Alys was levitating with the help of thick black clouds. Curling around her, Alys sat upon the clouds like a throne. Over the hill she could see Aemond. The great party behind him was still miles away. She need not stay for them, only the former.

"Alys!" Aemond came charging around the corner, sword drawn. But the moment he caught sight of Alys, in all her ancient finery, and the bodies of his sons, he fell. On the ground he collapsed, like any common beast. With a just filled with white hot hate Alys's eyes board into him. "Did you truly believe your transgressions would go unpunished? You had not only insulted me, but the gods themselves!" Aemond turned his face to her, filled with anger. "Kinslayer. You bring the gods to shame me when it is your shame! May the gods in all their righteous fury strike you down!" Alys threw her head and laughed. She laughed and laughed until her throat ached. "Why do you laugh! Slayer of my children!"

"Your children? Your children!? The ones you meant to disinherit! You are no father, you are their butcher! Had you held to your vows they would still be here. And as for the gods you are both foul and fey in their eyes. You have thrown away the rules they set in place. For that you shall be dispossessed of everything. Your title, good name and lineage. Live on Aemond Targaryen, and spend the rest of your days in weeping misery. In the meantime I shall take my sons and bury them. I shall be free of my crimes, but you never shall." And with that, Alys of Harrenhal was gone.

From that day forth no one saw Alys. No matter how hard they tried the Witch of Harrenhal, who had lost everything, was simply lost. Aemond would live on. But happiness he would not find. No maiden would pledge her troth to a man who had abandoned his wife (the truth came out) and possibly face a miserable death. Aemond's house too would fall. His brothers were killed and Aemond lead one last battle against his nephew Aegon, son of his sister Rhaenyra. But then he set up battle lines, a flag carrying an image of The Mother fell. it struck him upon the brow and Prince Aemond was dead instantly. He fell into the dust, his head caked in dirt and grime.

[lumiinousbeingsold]

Muses

Biblical and Mythical

Asherah 

Michael

Lucifer

Raphael

Haniel

Amitiel

Abaddon

Remiel

Paimon

Phenex

Solas

Gemory

Seire

Vepar

Vínea 

Rosier

Aphrodite

Hebe

Hestia

Persephone

Makaria

Harmonia

Khione

Apollo

Hermes

Arachne

Lupa

Laverna

Finvarra

Clíodhna

Aoibheall

Fantasy

Daenerys Targaryen

Rhaella Targaryen

Cersei Lannister

Genna Lannister

Margaery Tyrell

Arianne Martell

Jeyne Westerling

Melisandre

Elaena Perzonys

Wynafryd Manderly

Dacey Mormont

Darlessa Tully

Lyanna Stark

Gwenys Snow

Ravenna Bolton

Argella Baratheon (Durrandon)

Maris Baratheon

Thalassa Blackfyre

Bellegere Otherys

Baela Targaryen

Rhaenyra Targaryen

Daemon Targaryen

Laena Velaryon

Laerissa Velaryon

Alicent Hightower

Alys Rivers

Barba Bolton

Saera Targaryen

Alysanne Targaryen

Rohanne Webber

Isabela of Rivain

Morrigan of the Wilds

Supernatural Genre

Dara Winchester

Emma Winchester

Meg Masters

Claire Novak

Rowena Macleod

Rebekah Mikaelson

Hope Mikaelson

Josie Saltzman

Davina Claire

Rosalie Hale

Esme Cullen

Edythe Masen

Rose Hathaway

Sydney Sage

Defne Mazur

Kate Fuller

Santanico Pandemonium

Winnie St. Hollow

Annis Hope

Daci Ambrose

Bella Dawn Franklin

Hana Pierce

Mona Hayes Jensen

Nari Rhee

Stefania Corsetti

Xiomara Luna-Corsetti

Vylnessa

Libby Morgenstern

Rhea Stellamaris

Sylva

Sci-Fi

Leia Organa

Nyssa Skywalker

Brielle Fenmar

Syren

Jade Caxis

Rayali Coursti

Fairytale-esque

Evie Grimhilde

Maren Hook

Audrey Rose

Allegra Rose

Léonie Legume

Gabrielle de Bourbon

Nafesa al Kubra

Lumi Dwergaz

Calla Stahlbaum

Thea Mousai

Clara Stahlbaum

Comics

Kara Kent

Diana Prince

Harley Quinn

Artemis Crock

M'gann M'orzz

Lena Luthor

Mazikeen

Darmaris Morningstar

Stella Rogers

Natasha Romanoff

Becca Barnes-Romanoff

Pepper Potts

Shuri Udaku

Medea Harkness

The God Tempest

Layla El Faouly

Allison Hargreeves

Sloane Hargreeves

Lien Hargreeves

Lila Pitts

Andromache the Scythian

Horror

Theo Crain | Canon ; Kate Siegel ; 36 in the show, currently 42 ; Lesbian ; Cis Woman, She/Her | Middle sibling in the Crain clan, Theo was always... more sensitive to certain things than her siblings were, and that sensitivity only heightened during their stay at Hill House in the summer of 1992, where she and her four siblings were left traumatized by the sudden death of their mother Olivia. As an adult, Theo obtained her phD with royalties from her brother Steven's books, and now works with children.

Nell Crain | Canon-ish ; Victoria Pedretti ; 32 in the show, currently 38 in aus ; Bisexual ; Cis Woman, She/Her | Youngest of the Crain clan, Nell had been a happy child until that fateful summer of '92, plagued thereafter of dreams of a Bent-Neck Lady, not knowing until it was too late who she was.

Jennifer Check | Canon Divergent ; Shay Mitchell ; 16 in the movie, 31 currently ; Bisexual with a fem lean ; Cis Woman, She/Her | Satanic sacrifice by your favorite boy band is sooo not a good way to die, but luckily Jennifer lied about being a virgin when Nikolai Wolf asked. Not so luckily, the ritual used turns any non virgins sacrificed into demons, feeding off of fear and flesh to maintain their vitality, much like a twisted succubus. After boys began to go missing, Jennifer’s best friend researched what could have happened to her that fateful night, eventually taking action against her. Somehow, Jennifer survived Needy’s attempt, and fled Devil’s Kettle, where she opted to find more… deserving prey.

Love Quinn

Elysia Campos

Crime

Jessica Whitly

Ainsley Whitly

Odalys Capello

Aston Capello

Ronnie Teller-Morrow

[kingsmakers]

Game of Thrones ocs + Profiles

[agentrouka-blog]

1/ Anxiously waiting for the next asoiaf book to come out, rereading chapters again and again, don't you think there's a possibility that Martin could go for the Medeia reversed storyline, Selyse burning her daughter for helping Stannis (instead of M. killing her kids for revenge), when he already has a mother that goes to extremes for her children (Cat) and one that uses her children for having power herself? (Cersei) It would be a culmination of Selyse's arc; she's for sacrificing children.

2/ Stannis has reservations about it, but she doesn't (well, Edric is not hers--what if the kid was hers?). At the same time, this would tie up some loose ends. It would make winter abate, so the battle happens at WF (not that St. will win it); Sansa would travel; and Val's hostility to Shireen would have a payoff. I hate to think what will happen when Jon comes back to life with Selyse and Val. I take it for granted Martin has not revealed all his secrets in the new book on GoT.

**

Hi anon!

I don’t think it would be nearly as powerful to have Selyse responsible. 

For one, that’s not much of an arc for Selyse. She is introduced as a true believer, no holds barred.

God, she said, not gods. The red woman had won her, heart and soul, turning her from the gods of the Seven Kingdoms, both old and new, to worship the one they called the Lord of Light. (ACOK, Prologue)

She is kept unsympathetic throughout, and GRRM uses Jon to suggest that she doesn’t value her daughter, along with not minding if innocent babies die. 

It was the answer that Jon Snow had expected. This queen never fails to disappoint. Somehow that did not soften the blow. "Your Grace," he persisted stubbornly, "they are starving at Hardhome by the thousands. Many are women—"

"—and children, yes. Very sad." The queen pulled her daughter closer to her and kissed her cheek. The cheek unmarred by greyscale, Jon did not fail to note. "We are sorry for the little ones, of course, but we must be sensible. We have no food for them, and they are too young to help the king my husband in his wars. Better that they be reborn into the light."

That was just a softer way of saying let them die. (ADWD, Jon XIII)

Having her kill Shireen would be the most logical conclusion. There would be zero twist. It’ s unlike GRRM to go for something so predictable.

Medea-wise, it’s also kind of overtly obscure. Medea reversed is kind of  over the top when it comes to literary allusions, if it removes the point of what Medea represents. 

The Agamemnon theme exists in the books with Ned and Sansa, but it really comes to the fore with Stannis and Shireen when you consider the deer imagery, the context of war, religious fanaticism and prophecy, and the ultimate futility along with the vengeful wife, which itself also already exists in Cersei and Lysa. 

Whoever is responsible, Shireen’s sacrifice will still calm the “seas”, which should then enable Sansa to travel. (Good point!!) 

(And I think that there is a different purpose to Val’s rejection of Shireen. She rejects her as “unclean” and claims that the greyscale will resurface and should be countered with “the gift of mercy”. This phrase is particularly associated with the Hound (via Arya and the Elder Brother), who is currently “at rest” on the Quiet Isle. He will most certainly resurface, and although they renamed his aggressive horse Stranger (death) into Driftwood, he retains “his former master’s nature”. There’s a large theme of distrust and redemption at play, and I don’t think it would be served by having Val just straight up aid in murdering Shireen. She is stil a prisoner and has other things to worry about now that Jon was stabbed quite a bit.)

[thedeathofduty]

Welcome to thedeathofduty 💚

Hello! My name is [redacted-I don't know how else to start this], I'm 27 years old, and bisexual. I am an Alicent and Aemond girlie first and a human second.

If you need me to trigger tag anything, just let me know. However, I reserve the right to say no.

Tag list:

#mine- original posts

#aemond fic- take a guess

#faves- my favorite fanfics, art, etc.

My fics:

Aemond Targaryen x Reader

💚 Talisman | UnspecifiedHouse!F!Reader | Part One Part Two Part Three

You knew he loved you even if he never said those exact words aloud. It shined out of every inch of him like starlight. You had never needed to hear it until now.

💚 Little Doe | Baratheon!F!Reader | 18+

Would the Lannister boy make you feel as good? Would he take the same pleasure in granting your every wish and desire as Aemond did? You shook your head to try to regain your focus as your dress slowly slid off your body.

💚 Motion Sickness | Lannister!F!Reader | mentions of child abuse

Despite the distance that had separated you all this time, he had remained in a class of his own in your mind. You wanted to cling to the idea that somehow, in some way, he had felt the same.

Aemond Targaryen x OC

💚 The Center of Every Poem | Lannister!F!OC | multi-chapter

"I have loved you. I have had to deal with that." -Salma Deera, 'Letters from Medea'

[mimikoflamemaker]

Fanfic Writer Appreciation - @chuck-hansens‘s Fanfiction

“From the Ashes” - Tamarra Arryn, fandom: Game of Thrones

Tamara Arryn is married to Jaime Lannister in the midst of her investigations regarding her father's death. When she becomes Warden of the East, everything will change. As Lady of the Eyrie, Tamara will decide the formerly neutral Vale's allegiance - and Westeros's future. Yet she finds herself drawn to the man she swore always to hate.

“Falling Stars” - Sheara Targaryen, fandom: Game of Thrones

Shaera Targaryen was raised in Starfall by the surviving members of House Dayne. From an early age, Shaera knew her destiny - that one day, she would become Queen of Westeros, with her twin Aegon as her loyal Hand. To survive the danger that surrounds them, they must learn to play a game that all of their adversaries know far better.

“Taint of Royalty” - Medea Baratheon, fandom: Game of Thrones

The King's sister, Medea Baratheon, clashes wills with some of the most deadly powers in the realm in a bid to ensure the safety of her young children. Meanwhile Alaric Martell, Oberyn's only legitimate son, plots to rescue Sansa Stark from the claws of the Lannisters. Yet they both play a dangerous game, one they're just as likely to lose as they are to win.

I stumbled upon your stories while searching for more content of Jaime/OC and it kinda spiraled from there. I am amazed but the intricate stories you craft for each one of your OC’s and the quality of your writing. Each of these girls brings something unique to the world of Westeros and I can’t wait to see where their stories would take them.

Thank you for all the hard work you put into your writing!

[themissemeritus]

Masterlist

Updated: 8/14/2019

Last update: 8/14/2019

Published works: 3

Pending: 16

Under construction: 19

Ghost (Band)

Papa Emeritus I

Papa Emeritus II

Papa Emeritus III

Cardinal Copia

Nameless Ghouls

Omega (Ghoul)

Alpha (Ghoul)

Aether (Ghoul) 

Air (Ghoul)

Water (Ghoul)

Earth (Ghoul)

Fire (Ghoul) 

Ghoulettes

Lore Olympus 

Hades

Persephone

Minthe

Artemis

Eros

Hera

Aphrodite 

Misc. Bands

Conor Mason (Nothing But Thieves)

Van McCann (Catfish and the Bottlemen)

Johnny Bond (Catfish and the Bottlemen)

Christo Bowman (Bad Suns)

Matty Healy (The 1975)

Martin Garrix

Tim Bergling (Avicii)

Kyrre Gorvell-Dahll

Final Fantasy

Cloud Strife (FFVII)

Zack Fair (FFVII)

Tifa Lockhart (FFVII)

Sephiroth (FFVII)

Genesis Rhapsodos (FFVII)

Angeal Hewley (FFVII)

Reno Sinclair (FFVII)

Squall Leonhart (FFVIII)

Hope Estheim (FFXII)

Vayne Solidor (FFXII)

Lightning Farron (FFXIII)

Aranea Highwind (FFXV)

Noctis Lucis Caelum (FFXV)

Older!Noctis Lucis Caelum (FFXV)

https://themissemeritus.tumblr.com/post/187016427076/throne-noctis-lucis-caelum

Prompto Argentum (FFXV)

Lunafreya Nox Fleuret (FFXV) 

Ravus Nox Fleuret (FFXV)

Dragon Quest

Hero (DQVIII)

Angelo (DQVIII)

Marcello (DQVIII)

Alistair Albert (DQVIII)

Jessica Albert (DQVIII)

Princess Medea (DQVIII)

Alexandra (DQVIII)

Luceus (DQ Heroes)

Aurora (DQ Heroes)

Kingdom Hearts 

Sora 

Riku

Axel

Ventus

Vanitas

Zack

Cloud

Roxas

Leon

Demyx

Zexion

Xemnas

Game of Thrones

Jaime Lannister

Cersei Lannister

Joffrey Baratheon

Tommen Baratheon

Jon Snow

Daenerys Targaryen

Missandei

Arya Stark

Robb Stark

Sansa Stark

Bran Stark

Jojen Reed 

Voltron

Lance McClain

Keith Kogane

Takashi Shirogane (Shiro)

Princess Allura 

Prince Lotor 

Acxa

Marvel 

Peter Parker (Spiderman)

Loki Laufeyson

Thor Odinson

Tony Stark (Ironman)

Steve Rogers (Captain America)

Bucky Barnes (Winter Soldier)

Natasha Romanoff (Black Widow)

Clint Barton (Hawkeye)

Wanda Maximoff (Scarlet Witch)

Pietro Maximoff (Quicksilver)

T’Challa (Black Panther)

Stephen Strange (Dr. Strange)

Gamora

Peter Quill (Starlord)

Friends

Joey Tribbiani

Rachel Green

Chandler Bing

Monica Geller

Phoebe Buffay

DC

Barry Allen (The Flash)

Dick Grayson (Robin/Nightwing)

Bruce Wayne (Batman)

Artemis Lian Crock

Raven

Starfire

Diana Prince (Wonder Woman)

Star Trek

James Tiberius Kirk

Pavel Chekov

Uhura

Lucifer

Lucifer Morningstar

Mazikeen Smith

Chloe Decker

Dan Decker (Detective Douche)

[censosrpg-blog]

Promoción y Búsquedas

Game of Thrones Alter Rp, quiere no solo invitarlos a que se unan a nuestra comunidad, que lleva una historia alternativa y abierta a nuevos personajes que la hagan mas interesante, si no desea también, promocionar para nuestros miembros las búsquedas de personajes que son necesarios para sus tramas y colocaremos a continuación.

Personajes Canon:

Tommen Baratheon - Buscado por Margaery Tyrell y Cersei Lannister

Tyrion Lannister - Buscado por Daenerys Targaryen y Sansa Stark

Davos Seaworth - Buscado por Jon Snow

Samwell Tarly - Buscado por Jon Snow

Eddison Tollett - Buscado por Jon Snow

Tormund Giantsbane - Buscado por Jon Snow

Loras Tyrell - Buscado por Margaery Tyrell, Olenna Tyrell

Personajes Originales:

Hansworth Reinhardt - Buscado por Ella Reinhardt y Alissah Tyrell

Soldado - Buscado por Medea Snow

Señor en Lannisport - Buscado por Alea Colina

Tallad el Tallo - Buscado por Alla Tyrell

Lady Forrester - Buscada por Asher Forrester

[mvndrvke]

MVNDRVKE ; independent selective multimuse, written by luna ( 29; they/he )

A STUDY IN : ignoring canon, incoherent opinions on random muses, reimagining myth, musical references, adhd periods of hyperfixation, failing to answer messages consistently, forming complex dynamics between characters, and more.

MYTHOS AFFILIATED WITH @nosestealer & @fateschnge & @whinedarksea & @ga1adriel & @moltolavoro & @valorums & @ofprevioustimes & @bauresurrected & @lovehoned

mobile muse list under the cut.

ACTIVE MUSES. the favorite kids, the ones that get the most focus and have the most consistent muse.

literature.

MYTH. penelope of ithaca & iphthime of ithaca & orpheus & poseidon & hades PJO. nico di angelo* & cecil markowitz THG. effie trinket LOTR. celeborn

television / film-based

PHANTOM OF THE OPERA. meg giry HOTD. theldry strong & marin royce GOT. shireen baratheon* & rickon stark* STAR WARS. shmi skywalker

LOW-ACTIVITY MUSES. still adored but get less consistent attention.

literature

MYTH. achilles & neoptolemus & menelaus PJO. annabeth chase* & mai castellan THG. johanna mason TWILIGHT ( anti-smeyer ). carlisle cullen & bella swan LOTR. haldir

television / film-based

BRIDGERTON. edwina sharma HOTD. harwin strong & joffrey velaryon SHADOW & BONE. harij ghafa & inej ghafa ( primary verse is asoiaf ) STAR WARS. satine kryze* & seril jinn DOCTOR WHO. martha jones AVATAR. kiri augustine

REQUEST / RETIRED. muses that aren't active anymore, but i'd still love to write. we don't need to have discussed it for you to send a meme in for these muses, they're just not really active anymore/not muses i focus on without expressed interest from a writing partner.

literature

PJO. paul blofis & grover underwood THG. haymitch abernathy

television / film-based

STAR WARS. ahsoka tano MARVEL. peter parker GOT. arya stark*

TEST. new muses i want to try out before i add them to my muse list.

ARCANE. isha & viktor glazov ( s2 spoilers present & tagged arcane spoilers ) MYTH. medea

[kingsmakers]

Game of Thrones ocs + The Seasons

(insp)

[kingsmakers]

Medea Baratheon + Monikers

Doe Princess (281-299AL) Storm Queen (299-303AL) Lady Paramount (303AL-?) Mistress of Laws (303AL-?)

[kingsmakers]

ohh how about medea baratheon for characters canon would mess up?

Obviously she’s a massive slut for having lovers, because women can only have sex if they’re married

She’s also “past her prime” because y’know as a woman who’s had children and isn’t a teenager, she isn’t a young and attractive prospect (despite being literally 25)

Absolutely she’s a bitch for not siding with Stannis and his claim, like that’s her older brother why would she not side with him?

Let’s be real she would at some point be sexually assaulted because that seems to be what happens to women in that show

After she marries Jaime, her entire arc revolves around him and she no longer has any agency

When Valko is older, she’s completely sidelined to give more time to focus on her son’s character arc

There’s a lot of off-screen stuff going on. Felicia’s death? Nope, we never see it. 

Again, things are often mentioned in an offhand way.

Constantly compared to any of her three brothers as if she isn’t her own person.

send me an oc and i’ll tell you how the writer(s) would do them dirty if they were canon

[kingsmakers]

Medea Baratheon + Character Tropes

Tag list:  @itsjustgracy @huntsthemoon @ocfairygodmother @nellie–crain @perfectlystiles @darkwolf76 @audreycarterrogers  @queenskeletor, @bensyolos

[kingsmakers]

Also, for the Game of Thrones orientated.

Tag list:  @queenskeletor, @bensyolos  @itsjustgracy @nellie–crain @perfectlystiles

[kingsmakers]

Medea 💬 😈

“As you can see, he knows little about plants.”