Dorne Stories

She took his hand then and placed it-not ceremoniously, not dramatically-against her abdomen. Still flat beneath fabric. Still unchanged to the eye. His breath caught. "There," she said. "You're officially present." He didn't move. Barely breathed. "I don't feel anything." "It's early." "So it's ignoring me." She smirked. "Much like its parents." He snorted despite himself. "Rude." She leaned back, head resting against the stone wall. "You can talk, if you like." He stared at her. "To the child." "Yes." "What would I say." "Whatever you'd say to anyone you intend to terrify and protect simultaneously." He considered that, then leaned closer, lowering his voice as if the sea itself might overhear. "You will not be weak," he murmured. "You will not be small. And no one will ever touch you without consequence." Ariella hummed. "Subtle." "It's honest." She turned her head to look at him. "Try again. Less threat. More... reassurance." He grimaced. "I don't reassure." "You're doing fine." He sighed and tried again, awkwardly sincere. "You're... wanted." Her expression softened fully now. "And," he added, "your mother is very irritating but extremely competent." She laughed quietly. "Careful. I'll tell it you said that." He glanced down at her stomach, then back at her face. "It doesn't move." "Not yet." He frowned. "I expected something more dramatic." "Patience," she said. "Even dragons take time." They sat like that for a while, firelight flickering, the sea marking time beyond the walls. Eventually, Ariella shifted and yawned, the fatigue of the day finally asserting itself. Daemon noticed immediately. "You should sleep." "I will." "Now." "In a moment." Dragonstone stood watch-men loyal, banners snapping, a dragon coiled in the heights. Inside, two formidable people sat quietly with the smallest, strangest certainty either had ever known.

💫▐ ˚. ☾ 𝖍𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝖋𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝖘𝔱𝔞𝔯﹆ ⤷ ❛ 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬. ❜ ✎ᝰ 𝖎𝖓 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖍 the love child of brandon stark and ashara dayne changes everything and yet nothing at all in this game of thrones.◞ ❪ m!stark-dayne!oc x various. ❫ ❪ no endgame pairing decided yet. ❫ ❪ asoiaf / game of thrones. ❫ ❪ au, non-canon compliant. ❫ ❪ @ fireflwr, 2025. ❫

Daemion is brought before Daenerys Targaryen at the ceremony after she wed khal Drogo I am using episode titles as chapter titles because I don't know what else call them

" In a time of deceit, telling the truth is a revolutionary act ." [Jaime Lannister x Dornish!OC] [Before the events of the show]

Obella Martell had left Dorne at the tender age of twelve, when she was sent to live in Winterfell with her betrothed. From the scorching sun of Dorne to the chilled forests of the north, she has adapted to survive the changes of the Game of Thrones.

Playlists. Playlists inspired by characters, things, places, events and EVERYTHING from Westeros basically. Inspiration and requests are VERY welcome. ⁂I've only compiled songs as playlists. Any kind of media in this book belongs to their respective owners⁂ /// All Playlists in this book exist on @ Undrworld on Spotify ///

Gwyen Sand, daughter of Princess Loreza Sand, granddaughter of Prince Oberyn Martell, the last sandsnake of Dorne. Being a Sandsnake wasn't easy, and being the last of the Red Viper's brood was the hardest. On the run, she has either the choice to be at the mercy of her family's murderers, or be the Snake she was born to be.

Game of thrones fanfiction. I OWN NOTHING. All rights go to HBO and GRRM.

Myrecella is destenied to marry the prince of Dorne, Trystane Martell. She travells to the watergardens where they then grow closer together. But whem Oberyn Martell dies her life is at risk

"𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒚𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒐𝒏𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒅𝒐𝒎"

in which a dornish merchant and a bastard of house targaryen write their own destiny together.

Oberyn Martell has a son The people of dorne know him as the The Black Cobra or Prince Eli Like Father Like Son D E A T H L Y

The Seven Kingdoms has known a period of brief peace, and that time has come to an end. •••• S1-8 OC: Ongoing SLOW UPDATES!! Where a Panther plays the Game of Thrones, and all of Westeros becomes her hunting ground. (GOT & ASOIAF are not my property and i did not create them! All i own is Alysanne and her oc pals from Valona. && Cover Art was found on Pinterest, as are all the pics I add on here, the user who posted it is @bella but I'm not sure if it's her art!)

death comes for all of us, but first we'll live. game of thrones: s2 - s8 oc x willas tyrell

trystane martell semi-literate anon

Oberyelia is the first child of Oberyn Martell. She was brought into this word from a whirlwind affair between him and a fisherman's wife in Essos. When she was very young, her mother was killed by the man she married, and Oberyelia was taken to Dorne to live out her days as a princess. She never expected to become Queen of anything, much less Westeros. She wanted to travel like her father- have fun with her life. But Ellaria Sand, a woman she sees as a mother, asks a huge favor of her. Go marry the King in the North, Robb Stark, to secure an alliance between the north and Dorne. Together, they can take the Lannisters off of the Iron Throne. So she does it. But things are not as easy or simple as they may seem.

here's a fanfic for people who prefer Game of Thrones, but in queer way, this story takes place after the death of tyrells heirs and the beginning of the war of five queen's. °○an untold secret of tyrells ? ●• a forbidden love between a tyrell and a martell ? and a lot more.. (I have base out the story from show than the books because It is an impossible for me to buy the book in this country, and I'm writing this as a my own version of the series and this is completely based on my imaginations..)

After Rhaenyra and Daemon take the King's Landing, they manage to capture their kin and after her coronation, a tragedy worse than the Dance itself falls upon the House of the Dragon and its heirs. Meanwhile, Aemond just tries to seduce his nephew's future wife for afternoon fun.