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âNo, oranges do not count.â Elia found herself sighing in exasperation at her younger brother, pulling out a chair for him. âCome. Sit. Letâs get you a real meal.â
Oberyn sighed and sat down, resisting the urge to put his feet up on the table. "What would you say is a real meal? Four courses?"
GIF REQUEST MEME // eliaofdorneâ requested ASOIAF + favorite familial relationship â Oberyn and Elia

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âYou always worry too much.â (elia)
"I think you're confusing me with Doran."
âDid you eat yet?â (elia)
Oberyn bit his lower lip. "Do oranges count?"
protective sibling starters
as requested by anon. Could be used for formed families as well as blood families. Many of them can be used in other categories. Feel free to change pronouns or anything else !
protective older
âMom/dad/parent/guardian left me in charge.â
âIâve been taking care of you since you were little.â
âCome here. Iâll play with your hair until you fall asleep.â
âI checked for monsters, but theyâre all scared of me.â
âYouâre not going out like that.â
âWhat do you think youâre doing? I said ânoâ.â
âDid you eat yet?â
âI donât want to see that boy/girl/person around here again.â
âItâs for your own good.â
âIâd never let anyone else talk shit about you. Only I can.â
protected younger
âYouâre barely older than me!â
âYou raised meâŚâ
âQuit telling me what to do!â
âYouâre not my mom/dad/parent!â
âI canât imagine being an only childâŚâ
âStop acting like you know everything. You donât.â
âYou donât understand!â
âBut I donât need a jacket.â
âYouâre supposed to be my brother/sister/sibling, not my dad/mom/parent.â
âI need a hug. And I think you do too.â
protective younger
âYou may be older, but Iâm stronger.â
âJust listen to me for once!â
âYou know, Iâm not a little kid anymore.â
âTrust me. Please.â
âYou always said I was an old soul.â
âAre you going out again?â
âYou canât keep eating Cheetos and marshmallows. Itâs not good for you.â
âI feel like a grandma/grandpa/grandparent.â
âYou made me so worried!â
âI donât like your boyfriend/girlfriend/partner/etc. I want to kill him/her/them.â
protected older
âI canât believe youâre taking care of me againâŚâ
âI should be the one protecting you.â /Â âIâm supposed to take care of you.â
âIâm so proud of you.â /Â âI wish mom/dad/parent/guardian could see you now.â
âYou were always the responsible one.â
âYou know what? I know what Iâm doing.â
âDonât worry about me.â /Â âYou always worry too much.â
âHere, take this. I wonât be needing it anymore.â
âYou canât boss me around just because you have the faintest idea of how the world works.â
âLet me do one thing right! Get behind me!â
âIâm not supposed to outlive you.â
@amaidasfairassummer started following you
Looking upon the girl, Oberyn could not help but think of Rhaenys, of his niece with her thick black curls and her sweet little face. His clever mouth formed into a small smile. âHello little lion cub. To whom do you belong?â
Joanna smiled. âIâm Tyrion Lannisterâs daughter. My nameâs Joanna.â More accurately, she supposed she belonged to her house, rather than her father; that was how it worked when you were a Lannister. But there were a lot of Lannisters, so clarifying who her father was would make who she was much clearer. âHave you met him?â Â
"I have indeed. Your father's reputation is as well known as my own." He matched her smile. "My name is Prince Oberyn Nymeros-Martell. Lady Joanna...named for your grandmother yes?"
@epeolxtry started following you
"Sister." Oberyn breathed, a light of joy and childish laughter coming to his face. "It is so good to see you again."

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@theeldestsun started following you
Oberyn Nymeros Martell had gone up to Kingâs Landing to kill the Mountain. He had done it too. A poisoned spear tip had left the man writhing. Dying. There would be no cure. Elia was partially avenged. He had done it. Even when the Lannisters, scum that they were, assumed that they had won, that Clegane had killed himâŚOberyn had refused to die.
Recovery had taken months. Months he and his Sand Snakes did not have. He knew his daughters would be enraged. That his children would do anything they could to obtain justice for their father, their leader, their Red Viper. Even if it was against all of their careful planning, even if it defied Doran himself. Of course he had heard back from Dorne that Doran had confined his daughters. Even when his eyesockets were healing, even when his skull knit back together he had been kept aware. No one was aware of him of course, except for that sweet smelling Spider and his own paramour. It was better that way.
Every day he trained. He worked so that his damaged eyes (now replaced by glass made by the finest craftsman Dornish coin could buy) would never hinder him. Everything had to be effortless. He had to appear unscathed. He would face his brother and children again and finally, finally, get revenge for Elia. For Rhaenys. For Aegon. He would do it. He had to.
He worked for months.
And then finally, finally, the day had arrived. He strode into the halls of Sunspear, spear held tight in one hand, walking the halls as confidently as he always had until he came to where his brother sat.
âMiss me?â
                â Not at all,â The quip was unbidden and his lips twitched â suppressing a smile, â When the raven came from Kings Landing, I laughed â The Gods are good! I have rid myself of my rash brother, I said. Peace and quiet, at long last,â
               Doran then turned his head to look to his dearest brother. Oberyn looked as he did when he had left for the capital almost a year ago â save for his ruined eyes, scarred brow, and more silver in his hair, â I am disappointed you did not get the glass painted as snake eyes, tsk,â But no longer could he keep himself from smiling, even grinning. For the first time in what felt like a life time, he could feel life returned to his chest, â I would help you to a chair, but I am confined in my own. Step to your left, closer to me; there is a bench. Sit, brother, please,â
               Of course word has reached him that his brother did survive his duel with the Mountain â but several months too late, and by then he had already imprisoned his nieces and his daughter. He had thought that he would be angry at Oberyn for hiding his survival from him â from Dorne. How much trouble they would have been saved if the Sand Snakes and Arianne could be calmed into abandoning their foolish quest ! But Doran thought better of it, for he was not the crow to call the raven black. Secrets, lies, and masks.Â
               â Dorne, however, has missed you dearly, brother,â His tone was now somber, â You have surely gotten word of your daughters imprisonment â and my daughter too. After word of your death they wanted revenge. They had plotted against me, to crown Princess Myrcella and bring war to our people. Arianne, she ⌠Ah, it makes little matter now. The danger is passed. The girls will all rejoice to see you once more,â
If Oberyn still retained use of his eyes he would be rolling them. Same old Doran. "How sad it is, brother, that you would rather be bored all the time. Really, we must find you something better to do now that I am home. I cause all kinds of excitement."
The Viper heard the chair creak as his brother turned to look at him, it was funny how when his eyes were gone that he'd gained a good deal of acuity in his hearing. If he focused he could hear the wind bouncing off the structure of the building they stood in, could hear the acoustics change around that bench near his brother's side. He could even sense that his brother was smiling. Somehow. It was odd really. "Snake eyes would have taken much longer to paint. Besides, I wanted them to look realistic." He said as he sat on the bench, leaning his spear against it.
Leaning forward, elbows braced on knees, Oberyn took in his brother's every word. "I have indeed heard of the mischief of our daughters...I hear that Obara and Tyene were particularly furious. And...I know you will not like this...but you know I believe we should have destroyed those Lannister lions the moment we recieved word of the deaths of Elia and her children. Revenge is our right, brother. And locking up our children won't solve anything, it won't keep them safe or keep the war away."
@geelenka
Oberyn scowled at the other man, for even when blind he would know Rhaegar Targaryen anywhere. âYour Grace.â The words dripped from his tongue like a poisonous challenge. A dare. âYouâve a lot of nerve coming to me. After Elia. After Rhaenys. After Aegon. Did you even hold your boy in your arms before you whisked that Stark girl away? My sister nearly died birthing you an heir and you cast her aside.â Seventeen years of rage threatened to break loose.
And you have a lot of nerve. Always had.
Of course, none of those words left his mouth. Those belonged to the SILVER PRINCE. Not this shadow of a snake who bore his semblance and spoke with his voice. No matter what his darling sister DaenÄrys would say about him. What did she know? All she had on RhÄegÄr TargÄryen were stories from a nap old knight, a slave trader, a half-mad brother⌠And yet, she insisted on dressing this shade with fine silks and oils. Prince of Dragonstone. Oh, sweet summer childâŚ
He wished he could claim these romantic tales they had all fed his sister with as truth, but he could not ; they were lies. All of them. And as it was, he remained silent, wine cup in hands and mauve eyes trained in Oberynâs figure. Time had done him well, although not the same could be said of himself. Opaline hair cut short and face weathered by sun and penance and pain. And finally, he settles on something RESPECTABLE to say,
â you have defeated the mountain. avenged her death. â
He had defeated the Mountain. And gods...did it ever feel good to say that. However, his revenge was not complete. He would repay the Lannisters in kind for what they did. He would bring the prideful lions of Casterly Rock to heel. Too long had they been left to think themselves indomitable. They had taken down the dragons true, destroyed the stags of the storm lands and the wolves of the north as well...but they would regret killing a Martell of Dorne for the rest of their days.
Oberyn would make sure of that.
"She will not be avenged until House Lannister falls."
@geelenka
Oberyn scowled at the other man, for even when blind he would know Rhaegar Targaryen anywhere. "Your Grace." The words dripped from his tongue like a poisonous challenge. A dare. "You've a lot of nerve coming to me. After Elia. After Rhaenys. After Aegon. Did you even hold your boy in your arms before you whisked that Stark girl away? My sister nearly died birthing you an heir and you cast her aside." Seventeen years of rage threatened to break loose.

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intimacy . // meme .
âplease⌠just kiss meâŚâ
âi really want to feel your hands on meâ
âtouch me.â
âkiss me.â
âhold meâŚâ
âjust a little longerâ
âcome closerâ
âkeep whisperingâ
âgod you make me feel aliveâ
âi want your tongue all over meâ
âput your hand on my thighâ
âi love the way your hand feelsâ
âyou smell so goodâ
âi donât want to let goâ
âi donât think i can let goâ
âthereâs something in the way you touch meâ
âyour breath leaves goosebumps on my skinâ
âcloserâŚâ
âmore, pleaseâŚâ
âyour breath is so warmâ
âyour hands are so coldâ
âyour hair is so softâ
insecurity / body image starters
this meme contains triggering material such as mention of body image issues
âYouâre just saying that to make me feel better.â âHow often do I need to tell you how amazing you look, before youâll believe me?â âIâm honestly one of the dumbest people alive.â âI canât do anything right.â âI look so fat in this. I look fat in everything.â âI canât eat that, itâll make me even fatter than I already am.â âYou can treat yourself every once in a while. A cupcake isnât going to kill you!â âYou canât go out looking like that, you look ridiculous.â âYou look way too skinny in that dress. You need curves to wear something like that.â âI donât understand how you can just walk around like this. Those trousers are way too tight on you.â âYou look like a skeleton. You should get some meat on you before everyone starts thinking youâre sick or something.â âNo, no, you canât wear that. Youâre too short.â âYouâre going out in THAT?â âI canât let you wear that, you look ridiculous.â âOh my god, youâre so fat.â âYou need to lose a few pounds before you can get away with those jeans.â âEw, youâre so skinny that you look sickâŚâ âYou should try dieting.â âHow much do you weigh?â âYouâve gained even more weight, havenât you?â âYouâre skipping a lot of meals. Are you alrightâŚ?â âYouâd tell me if you were skipping meals on purpose, right?â âWhy are you trying to lose weight? Youâre already really thin.â âIf you want to get a girl / boyfriend, youâre going to have to do something about the way you look.â âDo you think Iâm happy looking like this?â âStop exaggerating, you look fine.â âYouâre not fat!â âYouâre so lucky that youâre so skinny! It must be so easy being you!â âEveryoneâs insecure about their body, so stop being so precious about it and get over yourself already.â âEveryone is beautiful in their own way. You just need to find confidence in yourself.â âI tell everyone theyâre beautiful, but I canât tell myself the same thing.â âIâm pretty sure they were laughing at me. I guess I shouldnât have dared to leave the house in something âsexyâ. It doesnât suit me.â âWhy are you so afraid of showing yourself? Weâre friends, I wonât judge you for anything!â âIs that a birthmark? Itâs⌠big.â âThereâs nothing wrong with your face or your body. Youâre just you and people should learn to accept that. You included.â âWere you crying? Why?â âI saw what you wrote down⌠Do you really believe youâre that ugly?â âDonât listen to them! Theyâre just trying to rile you up!â âIâm not going to tell you that youâre not fat, because you are. But I will tell you that youâre gorgeous.â