#oberyn x gender neutral reader

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Being Oberyn's lover

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Pronouns: They/Them/Theirs, GN!Reader

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Oberyn is an infamous man for several reasons, some of which include the rumors of his usage of poison during duels and an interest in the dark arts. Posion-laced swords and dark arts aside, one of the most notable things about him is his multitude of lovers. From men to women, nobles to brothel workers, Oberyn is no stranger to sex and hardly a stranger to love. He may have a wandering eye but his heart remains fiercely loyal to his lovers/paramours and his many daughters whom he deeply cares for despite their bastard status. 

As such, it is no surprise that you catch Oberyn's eye during one of his trips with Ellaria throughout Westeros. He needs little convincing to speak to you and is as smooth as butter when he begins flirting. While he enjoys giggling maidens or blushing lords, his interest spikes when you come off as indifferent to his charm. He is a Dornishman and Dornishmen love a challenge, especially when he notices your eyes linger on him for far too long to be uninterested. 

Of course, Oberyn mentions his interest to Ellaria, for she is essentially his wife and the mother of many of his daughters. Ellaria provides her approval and encouragement, even going as far as befriending you and acting as some sort of wingwoman to her lover. You quickly put together her involvement in Oberyn's plan to woo you and while it's unusual at first, you learn that it's not so odd in Dorne. A cat-and-mouse game ensues and Oberyn's interest becomes all the more clear to others.

Oberyn's main love languages are gift-giving and physical touch, although he'll provide every other love language known to mankind. Since Oberyn's interest extends past sex, you'll be properly courted by him and this will include countless lavish gifts. He is a prince, after all, and his wealth knows little bounds. You can expect a variety of gifts, from clothes to brooches and anything you can think of. You mention wanting something? Expect that very thing sitting in your room the next day. Oberyn is also very handsy with his lovers and always has a hand on them or has them sit on his lap. He's still a prince and gentleman, however, so he will keep his hands to himself until you are comfortable enough with him. Once he has that green light, expect to find his hand resting on your waist or back, and don't be surprised if it wanders.

 You nod along to the lord as he speaks, absentmindedly listening to the conversation about lands and such. None of it really interests you as you're the thirdborn in your family and the likelihood of you ever needing to know much of what he spoke of was slim. The conversation shifts onto his children as he recalls a funny story and then begins the prodding.

"I hear you remain unwed." The Lord hums thoughtfully and strokes his beard. "We've been searching for someone to wed my second eldest-"

"My Lord," A familiar voice greets from behind and sends a welcomed jolt up your spine, unable to contain the smile before it breaks out on your face. Oberyn steps up beside you and his lips curl up in a genuine smile for you, the palm of his hand pressing soothingly against your lower back and slowly creeping to wrap his fingers around your hip. He holds eye contact, even as he speaks to the man. "I'm afraid I'll have to steal this one from you, My Lord." He simply states and without waiting for a response, he sweeps you away from the sputtering lord. 

"Oberyn," You laugh softly and send an apologetic look over your shoulder right before Oberyn leads you fully out of the room. He spins around on his heel and cups your face, his warm skin pressing against yours. His eyes lack their typical sultriness or grumpiness, instead replaced with a fond look that makes you want to look away. He leans forward and kisses you gently. 

"How are you, dearest?" 

Once Oberyn manages to convince the head of your family, you find your belongings packed and ready for Dorne. Oberyn and Ellaria show great excitement and contentment over this, talking about all the things they wish to show you and the people they want you to meet. Dorne is a hot, desert and mountain-covered region but Sunspear is a gorgeous castle surrounded by the ocean and the shadow city. Oberyn's family is welcoming, if not a bit exhausted with him, but they're still warm and kind to you. Though Doran is semi-distant at first, his children are much friendlier and happy to get to know you. After Doran and his children, Ellaria introduces you to the Sand Snakes, Oberyn's countless daughters. Their reactions vary and some are more welcoming than others but all are accepting of their father's decision to take you as a serious lover.

While eager to show you his home, Oberyn first gets you acquainted with your new bedroom and the bed. Oberyn is a versatile lover, although he enjoys being the one in control most times depending on his mood. You can expect to spend a lot of time in bed with Oberyn, and sometimes even with Ellaria. Oberyn is a giver and he'll often have you pinned beneath him until you can take no longer before peppering you with kisses and cooing gentle words in your ear. 

Oberyn is a thoughtful and dutiful lover who ensures you'll never feel left behind or cast away. However, you must be fine with sharing him with others, and even if you find this difficult at times, Ellaria will provide soothing words of advice and comfort. Oberyn will ensure to push away any worries or insecurities and he'll even encourage you to seek out your own lovers, just as long as you always return to him. 

If you are a lady, you can surely expect to fall with child soon after arriving in Dorne. Ellaria, who basically becomes your sister, tends to you and helps you through the process of pregnancy and labor. Oberyn will grow protective during this time and you'll often find him resting his hand over the bump or speaking to it. He'll ensure you are being treated with the utmost care and by the very best. Whether son or daughter, Oberyn will love his child, and the Sand Snakes will be incredibly protective of their newest sibling. 

Oberyn is one of those lovers that still courts you well into the relationship. He continues providing gifts and trying to make you swoon all over just because he feels like it. Getting with Oberyn means having a thoughtful, open-minded lover, a kind sister, and countless deadly stepdaughters willing to fight in your honor if they have to. 

[dorkydilf-l0ver]

“Pretty little flower~”

Oberyn Martell fic

Word count: 824

A/N: hihihi my lord I have been inactive on this account. My apologies, but I’ve been lacking motivation and ideas… well, until now. So, hope you enjoy :) also, let me know if you would like a part two as the ending is a little suggestive ;}

The party was dull.

You never thought, after accepting an invite to the Head of House Martells party in the Kingdom of Dorne, that you’d be stuck listening to some old crone ramble on about his riches. You feel your eyes begin to droop, yet they snap right open after they make contact with the reason you came to this party in the first place. Standing across the room, gorgeous face lit with expression as he recalls some amusing anecdote to the guests crowed around him, looking as divine as the rumours warned you.

Prince Oberyn Martell.

The Red Viper.

The handsomest man in all of the Seven Kingdoms.

He does a double take as your eyes meet again, and smiles wide, unintentionally showing off his perfect royal teeth. Then he winks, sending a flock of butterflies flying to your stomach. You feel yourself blush ferociously as you smile back, shyly, at the prince.

You declare some stupid excuse to the old man you’re talking to, muttering that you are too warm and need a minute outside. You leave the room and enter a beautiful garden, find a bench and sit down. Exhaling deeply, you need a minute to collect your thoughts. The pretty prince had muddled them up, making you think only about him, his gorgeous face lit up, his dark brown eyes that you could get lost in, and you find yourself imagining what his beautifully toned body would look like under that golden robe that makes him look like a god.

Good lord.

You realise how down bad you are for a man you’ve never even met, only heard about in stories from people glowing with admiration.

“Well, whatever are you doing out here? Sitting in the garden like a little flower while everyone else is at the party?”

You jump, swivel your head to come face to face with the owner of this smooth, attractive, playful, slightly accented voice.

As soon as you make eye contact you leap off the bench in a hurry.

Oberyn Martell. The Prince of Dorne. The Red Viper. Had just caught you sitting by yourself outside a royal party.

This is not the first impression you wanted to make.

“I’m so sorry, your highness. I was just- uhm- I was only- no offence to your brothers party- I just needed some- erm- air.” You stumble pathetically with your words, praying that you aren’t offending the prince with your unwillingness to be present at the royal celebration, your eye contact with him faltering.

He chuckled, smiling at your attempts, and the sound invited back that pesky flock of butterflies back to your stomach.

“Oh my, little flower, are you shy? Is that why you are out here?” He asks, tone not mocking, but playful, like you’re sharing an inside joke as old friends.

“You’re certainly a pretty little flower aren’t you.” The prince moved forward, face now suddenly more serious, inquiring, seeming interested in taking all of you in as his eyes trail from your head to your toes.

Your face glows red at his words, the blush that so easily overtakes you when an attractive person looks in your general direction, made ten times worse as the most attractive man you have ever seen compliments you. “Thank you, sir.” You say. “I must say, you are even more handsome then the rumours let on”

“Rumours?” He asks, eyebrow cocked. “And tell me, what do these rumours say?”

“Only that you are the most handsome man in all of Dorne.” You shrug, gaining confidence as you converse. Oberyn Martell has turned out to be a very easy person to talk to. “However, I believe these rumours are wrong. You have proven to be the most gorgeous person in all of the Seven Kingdoms.”

His eyes widened in surprise and he smirked at your flirting. “Is that so?” He began to move closer, closing the distance between you, the butterflies moving at max speed in your tummy as he placed a hand on your waist. “Well, it appears that the rumours are wrong.” He leans in, lips to your ear as he whispers. “You, little flower, are the most gorgeous person I have ever seen.”

You gasp at his bold statement, giggling slightly in disbelief. He notices your doubt, cupping your face in his hand. “Seriously, it as if the god’s sculptured you in a way that would make you perfect to me…” He breaks off, lost in a thought. “Tell me, how long are you intending on staying at this party?”

“Well, before you came out here, I was planning on requesting a carriage to take me to my lodgings, but now I believe I will be staying a little longer.” You declare, as your eyes involuntarily flit down to his lips.

He notices you staring, smiles, and moves closer, your lips nearly touching, and it takes all your free will to not close the gap. His hands move up your body as he asks:

“Pretty little flower, would you perhaps~ stay the night?”

[aphroditelovesu]

can you please 🙏 write a romantic love letter 💌 from yandere Oberyn Martell and Yandere Jamie Lannister x gender neutral reader thank you 😊❤️❤️❤️

Oberyn Martell

My Dear,

From the moment I met you, my life has been a dangerous dance, like a snake lurking in tall grass. Every thought, every breath, every beat of my heart belongs to you, and you alone.

It's like the sun rises and sets in your eyes, and all the stars in the sky dance to the sound of your voice. Every moment I spend away from you is indescribable torture, as if my soul is on fire, burning with the need to be by your side.

Does love has this kind of affect?

I promise to protect you from all harm, even if it means facing the whole world. My love for you is so strong, relentless and ferocious. Anyone who dares to harm you will feel the wrath of Dorne.

But remember, my sweet adored one, you are mine, and I will not have anyone else touch you. If you think about leaving me, know that it would be my death sentence, because my life only makes sense when it is intertwined with yours.

With love and regards,

Oberyn.

Jamie Lannister

My love,

Every time I look at you, I feel like the whole world disappears and only our connection remains. My heart belongs to you and no one else. Every thought is dedicated to you. And only you.

My love for you is like a flame that burns unceasingly, a flame that cannot be extinguished by anything or anyone. You are the reason I exist, the only light in my life, and I would do anything, absolutely anything, to keep you safe and protected.

You are my everything, did you know that?

I promise to be your protector and defender no matter what obstacles come our way. My devotion to you is unbreakable, and I would do whatever it takes to make sure nothing and no one takes you away from me. If you thought about leaving me, my life would lose all meaning, and I couldn't bear to live without you. You cannot leave me.

Know that my love for you is intense and strong, and I will not allow anyone else to get close to you. You are mine and I am yours, for eternity.

With all the love,

Jamie.

[just-some-random-blogger]

Clearly Not Me

The second prince of Dorne is famously a punk-ass rat. He's never had someone put him in his place before, let alone a bartender that was serving him.

Oberyn Martell x Reader | 1k+ | cw: gender neutral!reader, modern au, bartender!reader, crack fic, dummy!Oberyn 'Bobby' Martell, typos, etc.

A/N: @sloanexx likes feeding my fic demons

Tagging: @multifandom-fangirl4 @pinksirensong @aralezinspace

"What can I get you?"

A man in a sits down in front of me. And though I was busy wiping the bar top, I could see he was wearing a bright yellow shirt.

"You're new here," he speaks as I arrange a few glasses and bottles.

I put some away in the back station and the cabinet beneath the bar, "not really." I straighten up with a sigh and lock eyes with him. I lean on the bar and repeat, "what can I get you?"

The man with dark hair and an exposed sternum raises a thick brow at me. He props his elbows on the surface between us. It was apparent to me that his top was not really a shirt, with how open it was, or yellow, but a mix of gold, browns, oranges, and like hues. It had intricate patterns that would've made him look tacky had it not been as apparently expensive as it looked. What a pompous asshole.

But then again, everyone in this fucking place was. I mean I was just serving a Lannister two seconds ago, and not the self aware one.

"I would know you if you weren't new," he says, resting his right fist down, "and you would know my order."

Ahh, gotta love asshole hour.

I lean forward, making sure not to let my annoyance seep through my sweet smile, "should I guess or will you just tell me what I can get you?"

The man chuckles. His smirk is lopsided. He licks his teeth and leans in until we're less than a foot apart, "a dry Manhattan with some olives on the side."

I nod and pull back, "dry Manhattan and olives."

I begin to work on his order.

I can feel him watching my every move, but I could honestly not care less.

"When did you start working here?" he shifts on his bar stool to watch me as I walk across the bar. I smile back at a regular who waves me goodbye. Prince Viserys gives me one of his greasy smirks and I return it with a polite one. I walk back to the man I was serving.

The said man eyes the Targaryen. He turns back when I reply, "about a month."

He purses his lips in thought, "makes sense. I was in Dorne at the time." He straightens up and clears his throat after saying this. He waits for me to react to his words, looks like he's half dreading it, but what he fails to realize is that he's acting far too guilty with someone who doesn't give a fuck.

I begin to mix his drink. He relaxes slightly at my missing reaction.

"You made friends with Viserys Targaryen within a month?"

I raise a brow at his words and set my shaker down, "are you my friend?"

He chuckles, shifting his weight on his elbows, "well, we've just met my dear."

"Then why would I be friends with Prince Viserys?"

I pour his drink.

He chuckles again, "he's not really a prince who says goodbye to people though."

"Well," I place an olive on his Manhattan and hand it to him, "maybe he liked my drinks."

I hand him his extra side of olives as he takes his drink. He raises his Manhattan with a brow, "maybe."

I watch him take a sip. He licks his lips after and turns to his margarita glass. He nods and smiles, "it's good."

I tilt and raise my hands at that.

I walk off to attend the back station. I realize that this man must really love hearing himself talk when he starts talking again even though my back is turned to him and I'm carrying a shit ton of glasses.

"He tips well?"

I scoff out a chuckle and look at him to see if he was being serious.

With the way his lips purse beneath his stupid mustache and how he clarifies, "Viserys, I mean," he's clearly pretty damn serious.

"With all due respect, none of you tip well," I retort as I put away the washed glasses into the cabinet.

He narrows his eyes and pushes his shoulders back, "I find that offensive."

"You know, save for maybe Tyrion Lannister," I add.

He scoffs and mutters under his breath, "you place me beneath a Lannister."

I pretend I don't hear it.

"Well, you'll know me well enough after tonight."

I do not withhold the face his words illicit because I was turned back to him again. I finish tidying the glasses with a sigh and turn back to him, "alright, Mr. Yellow Shirt."

"Excuse me?" Mr. Yellow Shirt pulls his head back in offence and furrows his brows, "this is not a shirt."

I raise a brow and walk over to him.

"It's a robe," he words sternly.

I make it a point not to apparently react to his words. Leave it to rich people to wear the most ridiculous things outside. I mean a robe? Really? My mother would have smacked me if I did that.

I lean over the bar and examine his clothes. He eagerly stands and flaunts it.

I mean it is a pretty good robe-- the man grins from ear to ear and stretches his arms out --but still.

I raise my brows at him and nod, "and so it is."

He chuckles and sits back down. He moves his drink aside and pops an olive in his mouth, "only three like it in the world, and all of them belong to me now."

Gosh, I better shut this down before he goes off and thinks I actually want to talk about it.

"Good for you, Mr. Yellow Robe."

The smile on his lips flattens. I fix the tools behind the bar.

I feel the man try to burn me with his gaze but I don't give him the satisfaction of looking back at him.

I cave when he gets eerily quiet.

He's immediately on the defensive, "my name is not Mr. Yellow Robe, and this is not any yellow," he motions to himself, "it's mustard yellow. #e1ad01," he leans on his elbows again, "I would know."

I cannot contain my expression. I'm honestly surprised he knew something like that. It both makes me gain respect for him while simultaneously thinking he's a bit looney.

"Alright the-"

"Oberyn Martell," he cuts me off and sits up straight.

Ah.

There it is. That's why he's such a prissy princess, because he is one.

I decide to do what I always do when people here introduce themselves to prove a point, I smile and introduce myself back. It normally gives me a chance to take hold of the conversation since these big names don't expect a nobody to match their energy.

True enough, Oberyn stills in his seat.

I wipe a glass, "you got a nickname, Oberyn Martell?"

He pulls his head back, "what?"

I watch a line form between his brows. I hold back a chuckle. Didn't the folks who write the gossip spreads call him Prince of the People because this man is for the streets?

I shrug, "what kind of nicknames does a kid named Oberyn grow up with?"

He furrows his brows.

I raise mine when I think of something, "Bobby!"

His ghost leaves his body, "what?"

"Like for Robert!" I place the glass bow, "Bobby! Or Bob," I tilt my head, "Bob suits you well, I think."

Bob's jaw drops as he scoffs, "I am not a Bob."

"Bobby then," I smile, "Bobby's cute. Bobby's sweet. Bobby's an approachable baby boy who buys you bubblegum cotton candy."

He looks like he's actually about to turn a shade of red. Mustard and Ketchup.

He takes his glass and mutters before drinking, "do I look like someone who buys bubblegum cotton candy?"

I chuckle as he downs his entire drink, "only to people who call you Bobby."

He lets out a breath as places his empty glass down.

"You know," I decide to further fuel his flame, "you and the prince of Dorne are actually both Bobbys."

I mask my chuckle at his mortified look with a smile when I turn greet a woman who calls for me from across the bar. I walk up to her, chuckling under my breath as I take her order.

I walk back to my station near Bobby to make her drink.

Bobby watches me and stretches his neck, "I'm not the prince of Dorne, if that's what you're getting at."

I stop in my tracks and knit my brows as I look at him. Oh, so we're playing this game? I shake my head, "of course you're not." I look back at my drink.

Bobby takes a moment to register my words. He quips back, "what?"

I ignore him in lieu of finishing making my drink. He does not enjoy this one bit and raps on the table to catch my attention. I usually don't entertain rude interactions like this, but I couldn't help myself.

I look back at him, nearly gagging in laughter over his sour expression. I finish the order before deciding watch to reply. I match his expression, "the prince of Dorne would never wear something so garish, Bobby boy."

I smirk as I walk away with my finished drink, pleased with myself over the choke-like sound he makes at my words.

"Garish?!" he barks then calls out my name.

I hand the woman her order and smile at her when she thanks me, pays, and gets up to leave. I take her cash payment and smile, "now that's how you tip."

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Oberyn and the Merling

(Complete series)

OBERYN MARTELL X MERLING!READER (GENDER NEUTRAL)

RATING: T - M

WARNING: Momentary fear of drowning, see individual chapter warnings

Oberyn finds himself in a magical forest of yew trees and has his belief in the existence of merlings turned upside-down.

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Oberyn and Merling art by @miranhas-art

mood board by @danniburgh

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•no incest, pedophilia, rape, present day physical abuse past is ok but I will not write current abuse

• I will write pretty much any fluff!!

• I don’t write for characters I do not know I’ll include the fandoms I write for at the end

• if you are vague in your ask I may add things to it so if you want something super specific…be specific!!

• headcannons are good to ask for too but limited to 1 fandom (specify your characters you want)

• poly is ok limit of 3 people and

Has to be character x reader x character

• no character x characters unless poly

• I will not commonly write character cheats on reader or other way around..unless it’s about a past ex

• I have some male characters listed and I would only do fluff for them !!

• for DC characters, I have played the Batman games so if you want a storyline based on that lemme know

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Fandoms

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ResiVillage

Lady Dimitrescu

Mother Miranda

Donna Benivento

Charlize Theron

Lady Lesso

Elaine Markinson

Lorraine Broughton

Charlotte Feild

(Pretty much any of her characters)

Gwen Christie

Not kidding literally any of her characters!!

G o T

Cersei Lannister

Brienne of Tarth

Margery Tyrell

Catelyn Stark

Catherine Zeta Jones

Velma Kelly

Vicki Ellis

Billie Pearce

Mortica

( most of her characters )

Overwatch

Ashe

Widowmaker

Moira

Mercy

Cassidy

Junker Queen

OUAT

Regina Mills

The Evil Queen

Maleficent

Maleficent

Harry Potter

Molly Weasly

Narcissa Malfoy

Sirius Black

ASOUE

Esme Squalor

Olivia

Addams Family

Mortica

Gomez

DC in general

Harley Quinn

Poison Ivy

Catwoman

Abbott Elementary

Melissa Schmmenti

The Walking Dead

Maggie

Negan

Daryl

Pedro Pascal

Agent Whiskey

Oberyn Martell

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Honestly I think you get my vibe based off that list so if there’s some you don’t know if you can ask for message me and I’ll let you know never shame in asking questions!!

[insolent-uprising]

Writing details and specifics

Types of writing:

One-shots

Imagines

Headcannons

Blurbs

Multichapter fics (to be completely transparent, however, this is risky. I have a short attention span and tend to burn out on longer pieces. If you have a prompt in mind though, it should turn out great!)

Characters I write for:

Joel Miller [game or show version] (The Last of Us)

Ellie Williams [game or show version] (The Last of Us)

Oberyn Martell (Game of Thrones)

Javier Pena (Narcos)

Frankie Morales (Triple Frontier)

Din Djarin (The Mandalorian)

Javi G (The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent)

Ezra (Prospect)

Maxwell Lord (Wonder Woman 1984)

Dieter Bravo (The Bubble)

Dio Morrissey (NYPD Blue)

Max Phillips (Bloodsucking Bastards)

If it seems I missed one or you'd like to ask for more specifics, send me an ask.

NSWF Yes's:

Most kinks, including but not limited to:

Choking

Bondage

Breeding kink

Rough

Dom/Sub dynamics (you choose the specifics of said dynamics)

Daddy/Mommy kink (try to keep it a little light on this one though, with me specifically it can come out a little cringey if too much emphasis is put on it)

Anal

Spitting

Slapping or spanking (keep it fairly light, see NSFW No's)

Praise kink

Degradation kink

Feral! characters

Aphrodisiacs (see sex pollen trope)

Pegging

Risky! sex (see NSFW No's for specifics)

Sex work

Cockwarming

Oral (m or f recieving)

Mild weapon play (see NSFW No's)

Voyeurism

Masturbation (mutual or solitary)

MAYBE dubcon, depending on the circumstances provided (CONSENT IS KEY. I am not promoting dubcon in real life in any way, this is a work of fiction. Always ask your partner for consent <3)

Again, the list of kinks I will write for is not limited to that list. If you have any questions or requests for kinks not on either list, please send me an ask.

NSFW No's:

Underage sex

Rape/excessive noncon

Excessive violence (see NSFW Yes's)

Foot fetish (Sorry to the people that are into it, I'm just not capable or comfortable in writing this kind of work.)

Public sex (this makes me uncomfortable as well, sorry guys)

Absolutely NO HBO Ellie or TLOU 1 Ellie (see NSFW No's #1)

Slurs

Consensual breeding

Bestiality

Any elements of pedophilia

Any Ellie x male reader works. (this applies to SFW and NSFW alike) Please respect her sexuality.

Any works revolving around Pedro himself. (this applies to SFW and NSFW alike) Pedro is a real person and it makes me uncomfortable to write for him. He has a real life and real feelings, I don't want to violate him in such a way. (For anyone thinking this applies to Javier Pena as well, I write strictly for Pedro's portrayal of him. Javi is a fictionalized version of the real life agent.)

If you have any questions regarding this list feel free to send an ask :) Also, no kink shaming whatsoever will be allowed in this space.

Random notes:

Willing to do any tropes!! If you have a specific one in mind, hit me up!

Storylines don't have to be romantic or sexual!! I've noticed a lot of writers don't include platonic works in their library! Sometimes all we need is a friend or family figure. If it's good with you, it's good with me! <3

If a storyline bothers you, please don't spread hate. If you must, please share your opinion in a respectful and polite way.

I'm willing to write for female, male, and gender neutral readers. I'll generally write for afab (often female identifying as well) readers, just because that's what I write best. However, I have no problem writing for any other types of people if requested!! The writing may not be as accurate, but I'd love to include everyone here <3

If you have any extra specific prompts, such as a dialogue snippet, I accept all requests!! Send em in!

[yearofcreation2023]

Year of Themed Creations: July 2023 Collection (in progress)

WORDS:

When It Comes To You by @flightlessangelwings - Year of Protectiveness Dialogue prompt- “ you need to get out of here! go! i’ll buy you some more time!“ Action prompt- [ REUNION ]: after spending a considerable length of time apart, the sender reunites with the receiver after saving their life from an immediate and potentially lethal threat. (Comandante Veracruz x fem!reader)

Not All Heroes Wear Capes by @all-the-things-2020 - Year of Fandom Crossovers Lt. Marcus Moreno is posted to the Enterprise after a stint at Starfleet headquarters. His daughter Missy is eager to go but is he ready to return to space after losing his wife? (Marcus Moreno)

Love at First Fight by @ironmandeficiency - Year of Idiots after a tavern visit, you seriously consider getting your eyes checked when you mistake an unassuming dwarf for your best friend’s ex. (bofur / reader)

Full-Time Problem by @never--doubt - Year of Soulmates In a universe where everyone has timers that freeze when they meet their soulmates, it's hard to focus on that when a war is brewing. What will Rey and Finn do when they figure out that Poe has already found his soulmate? (Poe Dameron x Female!Reader)

A Chance Taken by @ghostofskywalker - Year of Flowers It took a long time to get over the boy that you used to spend time with in the Senate building, but your lives took you in separate directions. But when he shows up during the Clone Wars with a dire warning for your planet, you don’t want to let him go without telling him how you feel. (Obi-Wan Kenobi/Reader)

Something Soft by @keldabe-kriff - Year of Small Joys More attempts at feeling out moments between Joel and Ellie, placed at a point when they have more trust in each other. Other than that it isn't any specific point in the timeline of the show. (Joel Miller, Ellie Williams, no pairing)

Is This How It Ends? Pt. 4 by @artemiseamoon - Year of Whump Memories from the past haunt Rhea as she reflects on a moment that could be the cause of Santiago's personality change. (Santiago, OC Rhea, Frankie Morales)

First Dance by @hopeamarsu - Year of Firsts You find yourself with the Red Viper of Dorne. What would you ask from him? (Oberyn Martell x gn!reader)

Saying I Love You Through An Accidental Kiss by @songsformonkeys - Year of Saying I Love You  I think the title is pretty self-explanatory. Unbeta'd. (Joel Miller x reader Pre outbreak)

Buck Moon by @grogusmum - Wheel of the Year This is a companion to my one shot Your Spot Okay, I should admit from the jump. This is not all that pagany. It’s smut. Sorry. But not really. Oops. I just, okay, this is what happened on Frankie Friday, I was thinking about him and Rocket. I also kind of got interested in the challenge of writing a smut for a gender neutral reader, if I could manage it. Fingers crossed. (Frankie Morales x gn!Reader)

Bird Strike by @captainsophiestark - Year of Olympians Prompt: Apollo; light, the sun, truth, inspiration, medicine, healing. Summary: A bird strikes brings Hangman down and leads to confessions from him and Rooster’s sister. (Jake “Hangman” Seresin x Reader)

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[its-quiet-colter]

INTRODUCTION !!

i'm finally getting back into writing with a fresh blog !! i'm so excited :) ya’ll can call me colter! and i'm going to be writing for fictional and video game characters.

This blog is for queer ships (including WLW and MLM reader inserts) as well as gender neutral and asexual readers.

I really want to get back into the habit of writing and being in fandoms again after four years of hard burnout. My ask box is always open but pls don’t be weird. I’m anti proship and this is an 18+ account.

Whilst I have zero audience rn i’ll be posting a mix of prompts, random ideas/HCs, OC content, longer multi-chapter fics, reader inserts, characters x original characters and more.

i'm really hyperfixated on pedro pascal characters (oberyn, din, whiskey, pero, javier, etc) since i've been rewatching some so for now i'm mainly going to be doing his characters and i'll be heading into other fandoms later!

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| archive of our own | strawpage | MASTERLIST | fandom & character list | requesting NSFW |

[cryingdoves]

˗ˋˏ about / rules! ˎˊ-

about: jaz/jazzy - hispanic - she/her - game of thrones & house of the dragon lover - gotg enthusiast - lauver - nineteen

what and who i will write for:

Game of Thrones & House of the Dragon:

House Stark: Cregan, Ned, Robb, Jon, Sansa, Arya, Bran

House Lannister: Tyrion, Jaime, Cersei, Tywin, Tommen

House Targaryen: Rhaenyra, Daemon, Aemond, Aegon II, Helaena, Rhaenys, Daenerys

House Velaryon: Corlys, Jacaerys, Lucerys, Laena

Extra: Sandor / the Hound, Theon, Yara, Oberyn, Brienne, Varys, Petyr / Littlefinger, Margaery, Tormund, Sam Tarly, Bronn, Jorah, Podrick, Missandei, Grey Worm, Daario, Alicent, Gwayne, Gendry, Shae, Ygritte

rules / what can be requested:

i will only write for character x reader, which can be requested as romantic or platonic. (please specify in the request which one you want.)

i will write for: ‘fluff’, angst, and smut (typically with plot).

i will write: chapter / multi. part stories, imagines / oneshots (most, if not all, will be 1k+ words), headcanons

i’m sorry but at the moment i will only be writing for female & gender neutral readers. if this does change, and i do start writing for male readers, smut will still remain only for female / afab readers.

- when requesting, please specify what you want in your request. if there is a certain plot you are expecting, feel free to include it!

(if you stumble across this please request, i need to get this account started up!)

- what i might start writing for in the future:

The walking dead (i have watched it, but stopped when glenn and abraham died), Harry Potter (have watched, you can request for this but please request it with popular characters), The last kingdom, Lord of the rings, Marvel (have watched the movies but not the x-men trilogy or show series.)

- this account focuses on ASOIAF, but with the shows / movies I have watched, feel free to request them with certain characters only, (regarding the parenthesis I added in.)

[sweetenerobert]

🫧 — WELCOME TO SWEETENEROBERT’S PROFILE

❝𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐂, 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐁𝐎𝐘.❞

robert: twenty. aquarius. he/they. black. send your au’s!

also on: wattpad . tiktok . pinterest . spotify

HAUNTED HOEDOWN MSTLIST

— 𝐉𝐎𝐄𝐋 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 —

toy story :: contemplating throwing out your favorite toy, he comes to life and makes your last night before you leave for college memorable

⌗ pairing: action figure!joel miller x male reader

the drunken series (on hold) :: joel is married, your single, joel wants more, but your wary of the consequences, but how can you ignore the feelings growing inside you when both when your daughters are best friends?

⌗ pairing: dom!joel miller x dad!male reader

begin again :: you haven't gone out on a date ever since you broke up with your toxic ex boyfriend — a year ago, a new opportunity rises when you meet joel miller.

⌗ pairing: joel miller x plus size gender neutral reader

stuck in the elevator :: a visit to sarah at college with her dad turns different after you both get trapped in an elevator

⌗ pairing: dark!bfd!joel miller x sunshine!male reader

watching you sleep :: joel can’t help himself as he watches you sleep

keep fuckin’ quiet :: you can’t keep quiet, joel has to find ways to keep you silent

⌗ pairing: dbf!joel miller x male reader

each others temptation :: you and joel tried to stay away from each other because his wife is back into town, but you both simply can’t get away from each other

hey there, city boy (halloween special) :: when joel finds out your going on a date, his dark/possessive side comes out

make him jealous :: as your boyfriend shows his true colors in videos he sent you, you plan to break his heart right back, why not have a little help from your dad closest's acquaintance/new friend: joel miller

⌗ pairing: softdom!joel miller x male reader

— 𝐃𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐑𝐊 —

“mommy, where’s santa?” :: molly questions where santa has gone off, carol can't seem to give a clear answer as she wonders where her husband ran off to

⌗ pairing: modern! dave york x dad!male reader

— 𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐎 —

who’s line is it anyway :: during a table read, dieter’s thoughts trail off into more “important” things than a script in front of him.

— 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒 —

learning curve :: a 20-something adult, you've always been assumed that you know how to have sex when, in reality, you've never had sex or knew anything sex-related, but now you want to know the basics, and who better to confide in about it, but your dad's best friend frankie morales

⌗ pairing: dbf!frankie morales x virgin!male reader

— 𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 —

enjoy the show :: trying to think of ways to get back at your boyfriend for cheating on you; the result is you having sex with your nemesis, oberyn martell, in front of him

— 𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 —

the tattoo artist :: when you first met tommy, you were getting a tattoo, and you can’t seem to get him off your mind, knowing that he’s dating your sister

⌗ pairing: tattoo artist!tommy miller x male reader

the reality of loss :: tommy notices his brother’s neighbor, robert, with a box in his hand; his curiosity gets the better of him

© 2023 Robert | All Rights Reserved | No portion of the author's works may be used or adapted in any way without the author’s explicit consent.

[dorkydilf-l0ver]

Hiya, sorry for being extremely inactive on this account but an Oberyn Martell from Game of Thrones fic is currently in the works!

[yandere-toons]

Yandere Oberyn Martell (Platonic & Romantic Headcanons)

Warnings: Implied Death, Mention of Poison, Mentions of Violence & Blood, Psychological Manipulation, Toxic Mindsets.

A.N. - Bonus post because the idea came to me.

Platonic:

The prince has an ear for backhanded compliments and thinly veiled insults, and he also has a fierce desire to avenge when such comments are directed at his friend. Oberyn is not the type to have the culprit shanked in an alley and then pretend they never existed. He wants to make a spectacle of it and demonstrate his sincerity for everyone to see, singling out the offender at the next feast or tourney and egging them into making a fool of themselves.

He has grown accustomed to the rest of Westeros sneering at the liberal ways of Dorne, but he is not as tolerant of slights against the people he considers his friends. A duel is rewarded for any obscene jokes about them or their relationship with him, which he will keep from being fatal if the opponent pleads for mercy and apologises with a spear pointed at their throat. Death is promised to anyone who draws his friend's blood, bruises their skin, or makes them cry.

Even if the naysayer is someone who commands great authority or influence, Oberyn fills his every conversation with the person to the brim with threats and taunts. He stands in the way or talks over them when they go to approach his friend. If the interaction is necessary, he lingers nearby as a reminder that he will intervene should it take a turn that is not to his liking.

If his friend is unavailable or manages to avoid him for long enough that he has to depart without them, Oberyn sends a constant stream of ravens to detail his adventures in various corners of the world. He talks of wishing they were there with him and promises to bring back a gift, such as local jewellery and clothes. A Dornish red wine is poured to celebrate his return, and the prince insists on accompanying his friend for days after and hearing how they spent their time in his absence.

Romantic:

For all his private talk of having a relationship that no one else can claim, the Red Viper of Dorne is a showman at heart and delights in making his partner the centre of attention. He revels in the envy he inspires and is never afraid to declare what he believes is an unbreakable connection. Ellaria is pleased to see Oberyn happy and encourages him to take his partner with the two of them when they travel the realm, and the prince's daughters are eager to furnish a room for his partner at the Old Palace.

Despite how shameless and forward Oberyn is with his partner, he detests the idea of others seeing this as an invitation to feel superior and mock the unequal nature of the relationship. Grumbles and pity at feasts are awarded biting remarks that escalate to the brandishing of a knife if the other person holds their ground. When the source of his anger is a royal who lies beyond his vengeful reach, Oberyn broods as his older brother Doran shakes his head every time Oberyn hints at wanting yet another noble dead.

While the Red Viper does not mind if his partner sees other people, he expects to be the one to which they always return and swears vengeance against those who would dare to take his place. Time spent in their company is sacred to him and not meant to be interrupted or tarnished by uptight lords and licentious soldiers. He can make this wish a reality for any soul in his homeland with few consequences, but any who reside outside of Dorne are still wise to fear the cut of a poisonous blade if they decide to test their luck with his patience.

As long as his partner is around, Oberyn rejects all marriage proposals from other Houses. His partner marrying another is not impossible, but Oberyn will exploit the weight of his family name and limit their options to Dornish Houses and someone willing to live in Sunspear. If the spouse ever challenges him or he discovers mistreatment in the marriage, he will destroy them socially and, if they make the mistake of crossing his path without a guard to protect them, physically.

[grogusmum]

Oberyn’s Merling

OBERYN X MERLING!READER (gender neutral)

WARNINGS: a moment of fear of drowning, some innocent sexy times- Smooching and touching.

WORD COUNT: 1100ish

NOTE: Originally Oberyn's Mermaid. I decided to make it gender neutral. (For my guys, gals and nonbinary pals!)

Oberyn Martell is many things, a learned man, a poisons expert, a skilled fighter, a passionate lover, devoted father, but a man subject to flights of fancy, that he is not. 

He shares faerie stories with his young daughters, and knows of some fantastical beasts exist, but merlings are the stuff of fables. None but fisherfolk has ever spotted one, but it is usually under the duress of almost drowning in a storm.

This did not stop them from regaling tales of beautiful mermaids to anyone who would listen.

But his thoughts on the existence of merlings, maid or otherwise is about to change forever when he takes his best horse out for a ride, he follows Greenblood River and finds older growth Yew trees. How he has never seen this copse of trees, he has no idea. It is shady, verdant and cool. He guides his sand steed, Arthur, into this wooded marvel. It is larger than he anticipates, hearing strange birds, unlike the ones that sing in Sunspeare. The under-story is all ferns and flowers of purple and yellow.

As they make their way through the wood, he hears rushing water.

It must be reiterated, Oberyn is not one to succumb to whimsy. Hearing water, was startling, as he has moved away from the river, he can smell the earthy scent of damp ground, he must investigate, was it strange tributary? The vegetation grows thicker as the roar of water grows. He swings gracefully off Arthur, tying him off on a tree, and wanders further into the dense wood.

He comes around the large trunk of what had to be an ancient Yew, there is a glade, within it a pool of water, sparkling and almost clear, a waterfall at the far side. He stands, thunderstruck.

Then he hears it, the splashing of something large gamboling in the pool. Oberyn, on silent feet, presses on, hiding behind trees, crouching behind rocks. Then he finally sees something, the bob of what looked like a head, wet hair glistening, fanning out in the water, but no sooner than seeing it, it disappears beneath the surface.

He decides to sit and just watch.

The green and blue linn froths white, birds call back and forth to one another, ferns and cattail grow right up to the water edge, except for a crop of rocks beside the cascade.

His patience soon pays off, he sees it again. You. Your head comes up out to the water again, then shoulders, your hair long and streaming, then your long graceful arms come out of the water, outstretched. Oberyn is captivated.

You turn in the water, laughing out loud. The sound is delightful. Looking down into the water, as if something had brushed or tickled you. He sees your face, beautiful and ethereal.

He moves, not to approach you yet, just to shift his weight, but a branch snaps. He curses internally. You jolt and dive, and he sees it. A silvery fin instead of legs.

A merling.

For the third time this day, Oberyn is shocked. He shakes his head. If he is to see you again, he thinks he must take a different tact.

He approaches the water, pulling off his coat and boots, his shirt and breeches. Places all of it on a rock, then puts a toe in the cool water. He slips in, not wanting to splash.

He swims, languid and relaxed. Floats on his back then goes beneath the surface for a moment.

Oberyn hears something, a change in the rush of water hitting the pool, he turns. Your head is directly under the fall. Your eyes large and lips parted in wonder.

Oberyn becomes still, not wanting to frighten you, luckily, he can just touch the ground. Your head tilts, brows knitting, not in fear or concern. He can see your curiosity. You glide over, Oberyn startles minutely by your speed. Your brows are raised, a small smile plays on your lips. You disappear under the water, he can feel you slip around him, brushing him lightly.

He looks into the water, turning trying to find you. Suddenly you are in front of him, mere inches away, he can see water droplets on your lashes, and you smile and lift your hand, investigatively, to touch him, he sees webbing between your fingers.

Then, Oberyn. Oberyn Martell. The Red Viper stills at your touch, with bated breath. His impulse is to close his eyes, but he cannot look away. Your fingers graze over his cheek, shoulder, collar bone. Your eyes roving over his face. He contemplates touching you. He knows he needs to be careful, not wishing to spook you.

His hand comes out of the water, slowly, reaching out to echo your touches, your cheek, your shoulder, your collar bone. Your smile widens, inviting more. Oberyn tucks your hair behind your ear, it is fan shaped, like a seahorse fin. He touches it carefully.

He has no idea where this will all go, but he wants to kiss your plush lips, your glistening shoulder, your neck.

“May I kiss you, my shining merling?” He asks, not knowing if you can answer, or even understand.

You say nothing, but your eyes become hooded, and your smile goes lopsided cheekily. Oberyn smirks, you understand.

Suddenly, he feels your smooth tail wrap around him, he swallows a groan, and you are in his arms, he feels a fan like dorsal fin folded on your lower back. You wrap your lithe arms around his shoulders.

Oberyn is having trouble wrapping his brain around the sensations, but he does not much care. He leans in and places his lips experimentally to yours. They are soft and delicious. You are soft and delicious, he is emboldened and tightens his arms, deepening the kiss.

You begin to bring him below the water, he feels a pang of panic, are you a siren after all? But with your lips to his, he seems to need no air. Though he is sure he is getting lightheaded. You corkscrew under the surface, twisting him with you. The feeling is intoxicating, he thinks perhaps this would be a fine way to perish.

Slowly you bring him up, breaching the water, to the world above. Your eyes are aglow, you kiss him one last time gently, your lips feathering over his. Then you sink back to your domain below, and with silver flash you are gone.

Oberyn sits on a rock at the pools edge, spray from the falls refracting the afternoon light, the colors dance before him.

He sits contemplating for some time, hoping to see a flash of you again, but you are gone.

He chuckles, stands and dresses.

“I hope you are agreeable to my returning to you, my enchanting merling.”

He leaves to glade, back to his steed and the world beyond.

You watch him go from behind the linn, you could just make out his words, his wish to return. You wish it as well.

THANKS FOR READING, MERLINGS! 

part two

@its--fandom--darling @seasonschange-butpeopledont ​ @jessie-writes-things @pedro4ever ​ @oloreaa @tobealostwanderer

[littleoddwriter]

Hello! May I please make a request for Oberyn Martell?

Thanks for your time!

Perfect | Oberyn Martell x GenderNeutral!Reader

Hello! :)

Now, I'm not sure whether you meant to ask if you could request for him at all, or if you really wanted to give me so much freedom. Nonetheless, I've written a short piece, which is hopefully to your liking, anon. Requests for Oberyn and any other listed Pedro Pascal characters (on my Pinned Post) are always welcome, indeed.

I really hope you enjoy this! <3

summary; Oberyn watches the sun set with you in his arms.

notes; Domestic; Fluff; Sunsets; Kissing; Cuddling; Declarations of Love.

When he’s finally come back home, it’s already been some time in the evening. It was summer, though, so at least the sun was still casting a golden glow on the world, making it warm and therefore pleasant to sit outside and just listen to the nature all around you. It was beautiful.

It would have been even more beautiful if your love had been sitting there with you on the lounger in the garden the entire time.

Oberyn has been out all day, making appearances and negotiating his terms on things you didn’t care about enough. You’ve missed him a lot.

So when he’s finally stepped over the threshold that separated the garden from the mansion, you smiled, feeling happiness wash over you at the sight of him. He was so gorgeous that it took your breath away, even after all this time.

“Good evening, my love,” Oberyn purred, sitting down next to you on the lounger, wrapping his right arm around your shoulder.

You looked at him, beaming, and returned the greeting, “Good evening yourself, my darling.”

He kissed you passionately, barely having let you finished at all. Of course, you immediately reciprocated the kiss, moaning into it a little. All too soon, he broke it, leaving you wanting for more.

“How’s your day been? I hope you haven’t missed me too much. I apologise for having been gone so long,” he murmured, brushing his fingers through your hair with his left hand.

“It was alright, I’ve just been sitting here and listened to nature’s own music. Has everything gone well for you, my love? You must be tired.” The concern you felt for him was written all over your face.

Oberyn smiled softly and rubbed his nose against yours, making you chuckle quietly. “Everything’s going well, don’t worry. All that is important now is spending time with you before we retire to our chamber.”

Your heart skipped a beat and then swelled. It never failed to take you a little by surprise that he truly cared so much about you. With every fibre of your being, you loved him, always making sure he knew. Knowing that he did the same, easily detectable through the way he treated you so differently from everyone else, made your breath stutter.

“Alright. Are you hungry?”

He shook his head, an apologetic smile on his face, “I’ve had supper with my discussion partners, my apologies.”

You chuckled, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips, “It’s no matter. I’ve already had my fill as well.”

Oberyn hummed and looked up at the sky, “The sun is slowly setting. Would you like to watch it fully set, before we go back inside?”

Biting your lip, you nodded. “That was my plan, yes.”

He kissed you again and you two just shared sweet little kisses for a couple of minutes, the setting sun illuminating you in a warm orange glow by then.

After a couple of minutes, you broke the lock of lips once more. Instead you leaned against him, getting comfortable, as he rested his chin on top of your head. Then you just looked ahead, watching as the sky changed its colours gradually, the sun setting, until it was no more for the night, making way for the moon’s soft, yet bright light, and the stars which were strewn on the dark blue sky.

With Oberyn’s arms around you, his presence enveloping you like nothing else, it was the most perfect moment you’ve experienced in your life thus far.

“I love you, Oberyn,” you whispered into the night’s silence.

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Kissing the top of your head, Oberyn murmured into your hair, “I love you, too, Y/N.”