#valoisqueens

[amuelia]

“The fate of Dorne goes with you, daughter,” he said, as he pressed the parchment into her hand. “Go swiftly, go safely, be my eyes and ears and voice… but most of all, take care.” 

He believes in me. I will not fail him.

Arianne Martell travelling through Dorne, with her companion Jayne Ladybright (and Garibald Shells in the background)

Happy Birthday @valoisqueens !!! ❤︎ ❤︎ ❤︎

#asoiaf #arianne martell #jayne ladybright #garibald shells #a song of ice and fire #valyrianscrolls #2020 #valoisqueens

[arielseaworth]

Quentyn/Ynys unrequited for february, pretty please?

For the prompt: Quentyn Martell/Ynys Yronwood, unrequited.

When first he’d come to Yronwood, he had been smitten with Ynys, the eldest of Lord Yronwood’s daughters. Though he never said a word about his feelings, he nursed his dreams for years … until the day she was dispatched to wed Ser Ryon Allyrion, the heir to Godsgrace. (A Dance with Dragons)

“Ser Ryon has a natural son older than us,” said Cletus. “Can you imagine my sister trying to mother this Daemon Sand?”

Quentyn was startled. “Surely Ynys would not be expected to do anything of the sort? He is a grown man after all. Why would he need mothering?” he asked.

Ser Daemon had been his uncle’s squire. His sister and his cousins the Sand Snakes were very fond of the Bastard of Godsgrace, but Quentyn secretly found him quite alarming. He had a way of looking at you as if he were measuring your courage and your conviction, even your worth. And Ser Daemon’s smiles were even more disconcerting. A man like that should not have dimples that bloomed like Tyene’s, thought Quentyn. The contrast was too eerie and unnerving.

Cletus clapped Quentyn’s back and laughed. “You are far too earnest, Quent. I thought I have cured you of that habit. It was a jape, brother, merely a jape. Though it would be amusing to see Ser Daemon addressing my dear sister as lady mother."

“Is she … is she happy about the wedding?” Quentyn asked, cautiously. Even Cletus never knew how he truly felt about Ynys. Cletus would have made a jape of it, he feared. Not out of cruelty, for his foster brother was never knowingly and deliberately cruel, but Cletus might have thought of it as yet another thing to tease his sister about.

“Is Ynys happy about her wedding? Well, you can ask her yourself. Here she is.”

She did not look any different, to Quentyn’s eyes. The dress she was wearing was new, though. “A gift from my good-mother,” she said, with a dazzling smile. She was very pleased, it was clear. Quentyn dropped his gaze. He had to look away. To his relief, no one seemed to notice.

Cletus snorted. “Your good-mother? Lady Allyrion is not your good-mother just yet.”

“She will be soon enough,” Ynys replied, serenely.

“You seem more gratified about the prospect of being her good-daughter than being her poor son’s lady wife,” Cletus remarked.

Quentyn stood staring, astonished. He would never have dared to say such a thing to his own sister. Not now, certainly. Perhaps he would have in the past, before they were separated, before he and Arianne grew very polite and exceedingly careful with one another, even in their letters. How did that happen? When did that happen? He felt as if he should have been able to pin down a particular time and occasion. Or was it merely the corrosive and gradual effect of the passage of time? Somehow he doubted it.

My heart is breaking, Ari, he wished he could have confided to his sister. She would have pulled him into her embrace, in the past. She would have listened to his woes and tried to coax more of the truth out of him, and he would have ended up telling her more than he originally intended and feeling the better for it.

But now … now he could not truly say what Arianne would do.

Ynys did not seem offended by her brother’s remark. She laughed and said, “Her poor son? Ser Ryon is marrying me. You should be congratulating him for his good fortune. I will be a formidable Lady Allyrion, just like his great mother.”

“You won’t be the ruling Lady of Godsgrace like Ser Ryon’s mother.”

Ynys ignored her brother’s remark and turned her gaze towards Quentyn. She patted his hand. It was a sisterly gesture, nothing more than that. “You will miss me, won’t you, Quent? My lunk of a brother here will not miss me at all, I’m sure. He’ll throw a feast, the moment I leave.”

#valoisqueens #thank you for your prompt Sinika ❤️ #Quentyn Martell #Ynys Yronwood #Quentyn x Ynys #valyrianscrolls #gotfic #asoiaf fic #arielfic #shippy February

[arrthurpendragon]

I was thinking about creating an oc wikia and I wondered if there was interest before I go about making one?

I’m sure there would be people interested in this.  It is a big undertaking! :)

#valoisqueens

[lady-arryn]

In many ways Lyra was a barbarian. What she liked best was clambering over the College roofs, to spit plum stones on the heads of passing Scholars or to hoot like owls outside a window where a tutorial was going on, or racing through the narrow streets, or stealing apples from the market, or waging war.

(requested by @valoisqueens)

#valoisqueens #hdmedit #tvedit #lyra belacqua #his dark materials #his dark materials 2019 #hdm #** #*gif #*his dark materials #i hope you'll like it! :)

[welshrugby]

Happy Valentine’s Day, Sheb!!!

Happy valentine’s !! ❤️❤️

#love you sinika ❤️ #asha greyjoy #and her husband wish you a happy belated valentines #asoiaf #valoisqueens

[kendelias]

allison in murphy’s phone?

honestly he has like... no one in his phone minus. scott, imogen, and oliver. so he probably does not have her number saved - but if he did, it would probably be like ‘huntress’ or smth

send me a character + an oc for their name in their phone

#joseph murphy #teen wolf #general #ask #asks #sini #valoisqueens #what kind of woman doesnt have an ask

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

💕 + Cassia (or if you’ve already done her and I missed it, pick whichever oc you’d like!)

Harry Potter

Dimitri Aleksander Volkov

Fred & George Weasley

Cedric Diggory

Remus Lupin & Sirius Black

honourable mentions to everyone in this gifset, the DA, Draco, Blaise, daphne, the older weasley boys, viktor, Fleur, and Minerva McGonagall (and as much as I hate their dynamic more than anything, her dynamic with Snape has been a point of fascination for me for over a year now so it deserves a mention)

send me 💞 + an oc and I’ll tell you my top five favourite dynamics of theirs

#ask #answered #valoisqueens #cassia potter #about cassia

[ocsandallthatjazz]

🎮 + izzy prasad?

Izzy mains as an AC Villager usually and she’s one of those players where she should probably focus less on winning and more on having fun, because her level of competitiveness doesn’t really match her skill level. She is the type to bump someone’s shoulder or cover their eyes while playing, but she’ll still end up in 5th place or lower. How do I know this? Because when I asked she went “I’ve never played Mario Kart in my life I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

🎮 for mario kart headcanons

#i love this game its so nice to use it as an excuse to drag iz #asks #valoisqueens #oc: izzy prasad #fandom: glee

[mihrsuri]

✉️

An ASOIAF/Game Of Thrones AU fic featuring biracial starklings and a Stark-Martell team up in which they all live. 

send me an  ✉️ and I’ll tell you a fic idea that I’d love to see you write

#meme #answers #tv: game of thrones #lil and her ridiculous aus #fic idea meme #valoisqueens

[amuelia]

"Do you truly believe I would harm my brother's children?" Her father grimaced. "Obara, Nym, and Tyene lack for nothing but their freedom, and Ellaria and her daughters are happily ensconced at the Water Gardens. Dorea stalks about knocking oranges off the trees with her morningstar, and Elia and Obella have become the terror of the pools.“

Ellaria at the watergardens with her youngest, Loreza; and Dorea running around in the background... For @valoisqueens , Happy Birthday!

#asoiaf #ellaria sand #loreza sand #dorea sand #a song of ice and fire #valyrianscrolls #a feast for crows #house martell #2019 #valoisqueens

[arielseaworth]

I hope no one has asked for Doran & Elia yet! Can I ask for them and 29?

||A SONG OF SIBLINGS||

For the prompt: Doran Martell & Elia Martell, empathy

Doran did not speak, until Elia had spoken first. His silence was not always bewildering, nor was it always vexing. Not to her, at least. Often she welcomed it, welcomed his comforting silence and valued his restraint and his discretion.

“Oberyn wants to challenge Rhaegar to single combat.”

Doran received the news calmly, more calmly than Elia had expected. “You have dissuaded him, I trust.”

It was a statement, not a question. A testament to his faith in her.

Elia laughed a mirthless laugh. “Oh, yes, I have dissuaded him, to be sure. I was merciless with our brother. Do not make this about you, as you are so often wont to do, I reproached him. My humiliation should not serve the cause of the greater glory of Oberyn Nymeros Martell, I warned him.”

Her brother had looked so wounded, hearing those words from her. For once, he had nothing to say. He made neither sharp nor witty rejoinders. She had not wanted to wound him, but it had to be done, for his own sake, if nothing else. Only with those words could she have dissuaded him, completely and thoroughly.

Doran said, “That must have been hard for you. I know how close you and Oberyn have always been. I know how much you care for one another.”

Elia’s eyes narrowed. “Are you going to tell me that you understand how I feel? That you know what it is like for me?”

Doran had the grace to blush. “I would never presume, sister.” He winced, before adding, “I should not have presumed, Elia.” He hesitated, for a moment, then a fraction of another, before reaching out for her hand. His touch was the lightest of touch. She held on to his hand, when he was about to let go.

No, her older brother could not truly understand what it had been like for Elia, to be publicly humiliated by her husband, in front of so many eyes, in front of the good-father who had insulted her beloved daughter for her Dornish blood. Try as he might, he could never place himself in her position, not even at the most soaring height of his imagination.

And yet, Elia would wager that Doran understood well enough why she had reacted (and acted, in more than one sense of the word) the way she had, in that bitter moment of humiliation. Oberyn did not understand. He did not understand her apparent composure, an act of will that required every ounce of self-control she possessed.

“Where is your wrath, Elia? Rhaegar should be humiliated, as you were humiliated. You are a princess of Dorne. You should be raging!”

“I am raging!” she had raged at her brother, in the privacy of his tent, as she had not publicly and openly raged at her husband. Her rage burned as bright as Nymeria’s star, befitting a descendant of the sun.

And yet, and yet, and yet …

“Words are like arrows, my sweetlings. Once loosed, you cannot call them back,” said their lady mother, who herself had waged a lifelong battle against her more natural disposition, which argued against silence.

Silence was a princess’s friend, especially a Dornish princess waging a battle for survival amongst the dragons. Silence was a princess’s weapon, as sharp as any sword, if honed and polished properly, and wielded judiciously.

#valoisqueens #Elia Martell #Doran Martell #valyrianscrolls #gotfic #a song of siblings #arielfic #thank you for your prompt Sinika ❤️ #this was one of your earliest prompts #I'm sorry it took me so long to do it

[arrthurpendragon]

🌹

 He was a Peaky fucking Blinder and could easily do so if he wanted to.

#valoisqueens

[oc-creator-directory]

Hi! Thanks so much for doing this, I think it’s a lovely idea! Could my sideblog (noratilney) be added to the hp, teen wolf, chronicles of chrestomanci, abhorsen, and original story creator sections? (And if it’s not too much trouble, could there be a section for a song of ice and fire? sorry 2 be a pain but I never watched past a few episodes of season one of game of thrones whereas the ocs I do have are firmly rooted in aspects of the books that were never adapted onscreen. If not, that’s okay, I totally get it but please don’t put me under the game of thrones section.) 💙

Added! :)

#valoisqueens

[bcdaily]

have you ever used scrivener? thoughts if you have?

I bought it once YEARS ago, but honestly hardly ever used it. Mostly because my brain resists that level of planning. I think it’s likely super helpful if you like that level of organization in creating something you’re writing, especially if it’s complex, but that’s not generally my case in fic or even originals, so it simply wasn’t something I used for its actual purpose.

#valoisqueens

[kendelias]

billie + discourse? 👀

i don’t care about the band kids STOP TELLING ME ABOUT THE BAND KIDS

the strike plotline was very obnoxious and annoying and i hated it

she’s a bad friend for going after mike when tike was obviously perfect for each other

she was so irrelevant and then suddenly she wasn’t?? the writers are so sloppy

she threatened to beat mike up when they first interacted so she’s ab//sive (a/n: people be throwing this word around like it doesn’t mean anything)

i honestly hated that whole friend group (billie/mike/vi/sam/blaine/etc)

billie clearly belonged with blaine/tina/vi

how did she play like... every instrument??? seems unrealistic

billie going out and achieving her dreams was also unrealistic esp because she seemed so willing to give up on them at some points

she and mike were boring i didn’t care about them

when she and tina fought at the brittana wedding i wanted to see her go down

also starting that fight was super immature and frankly toxic

mercedes inviting her on tour was unrealistic when they weren’t even friends for the first half of the show???

the focus was supposed to be on the glee club... i.e. the name of the show.... this shit was unnecessary

send me an oc for some discourse 

#billie ramos #glee #general #ask #asks #sini #people would tear her to Shreds and i would fight ALL of them #valoisqueens #what kind of woman doesnt have an ask

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

Sophie Dugray and search history

I did Yale years here, so let’s go with Chilton years!

am I in love with my best friend

DAR event ideas

how long is the drive from hartford to new haven

how to hide a hangover from my parents

how to avoid a hangover

Send me an OC and I’ll describe their search history

#ask #answered #valoisqueens #sophie dugray #about sophie