A. MARTELL

arianne can honestly and truly say she loves her family and those she considers family. and that's the only kind of love she can truly understand as of the moment. and its odd to say, but it is that love that turns into rage when she feels betrayed by them. the very idea that the man she loved, her father, had planned against her (at least in her mind) broke her heart more than leaving behind any lover. and her way of coping with that heartbreak is by replacing that with anger and resentment. but beneath it all, it stems from love and the love she thought she lost of her father. and the moment she knows she still has that, that rage is quick to disipate and i think that says everything

𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐘 .

long legs   /   short legs   /   average legs   /   slender thighs   /   thick thighs   /   muscular thighs /   skinny arms   /   soft arms   /   muscular arms   /   toned stomach   /   flat stomach   /   flabby stomach   /   soft stomach   /   six pack   /   beer belly   /   lean frame   /   muscular frame   /   voluptuous frame   /   petite frame   /   lanky frame   /   short nails   /   long nails   /   manicured nails   /   dirty nails   /   flat ass   /   toned ass   /   bubble butt   /   thick ass    /   small waist   /   thick waist   /   narrow hips   /   average hips   /   wide hips   /   big feet   /   average feet   /   small feet   /   soft feet   /   slender feet   /   calloused hands   /   soft hands   /   big hands   /   average hands   /   small hands   /   long fingers   /   short fingers   /   average fingers   /   broad shouldered   /   underweight   /   average weight   /   overweight

𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 .

shorter than 140 cm   /   141 cm-150 cm   /   151 cm to 160 cm   /   161 cm to 170 cm   /   171 cm to 180cm   /   181 cm to 190 cm   /   191 cm to 2m   /   taller than 2 m.

𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐍 .

pale   /   rosy   /   olive   /   dark   /   tanned   /   blotchy   /   smooth   /   acne   /   dry   /   greasy   /   freckled   /   scarred

𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒 .

small   /   large   /   average   /   grey   /   brown   /   blue   /   green   /   gold   /   hazel   /   red   /   doe - eyed   /   almond   /   close - set   /   wide - set   /   squinty   /   monolid   /   heavy eyelids   /   upturned   /   downturned

𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 .

thin   /   thick   /   fine   /   normal   /   greasy   /   dry   /   soft   /   shiny   /   curly   /   frizzy   /     wild   /   unruly   /   straight   /   smooth   /   wavy   /   floppy   /   cropped   /   pixie - cut   /   shoulder length   /   back length   /   waist length   /   buzz cut   /   bald   /   jaw length   /   mohawk   /   grey   /   platinum blonde   /   golden blonde   /   dirty blonde   /   strawberry blonde   /   blonde   /   ombre   /   light brown   /   mouse brown   /   chestnut brown   /   golden brown   /   chocolate brown  /   dark brown   /   jet black   /   ginger   /   auburn   /   dyed red   /   dyed an unnatural color   /   thin eyebrows   /   average eyebrows   /   thick eyebrows  

𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐒 / 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 .

no tattoos   /   one tattoo   /   a few here and there   /   multiple   /   full sleeves   /   thigh tattoo   /   neck tattoo   /   chest tattoo   /   no piercings   /   ear piercings   /   nose piercing     /   lip piercing   /   tongue piercing   /   eyebrow piercing   /   navel piercing   /   cheek piercing   /   nipple piercing   /   genital piercing  

𝐂𝐎𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒 .

eyeliner   /   light eyeliner   /   heavy eyeliner   /   cat eyes   /   mascara   /   fake eyelashes   /   matte lipstick   /   regular lipstick   /   lipgloss   /   red lips   /   pink lips   /   dark lips   /   bronzer   /   highlighter   /   eyeshadow   /   neutral eyeshadow   /   smoky eyes   /   colorful eyeshadow   /   blush   /   lipliner   /   light contouring   /   heavy contouring   /   powder   /   matte foundation   /   shiny foundation   /   concealer   /   wears regularly   /   occasionally wears   /   never wears

𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 .

floral   /   fruity   /   perfumes   /   aftershave   /   cocoa   /   moisturizer   /   shampoo   /   scented laundry detergent   /   cigarettes   /   leather   /   sweat   /   food   /   incense   /   marijuana   /   cologne   /   whiskey   /   wine   /   fried food   /   blood   /   fire   /   metal   /   ice   /   sulfur   /

𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒 .

jeans   /  tight pants   /   over knee socks   /   tights   /   leggings   /   yoga pants   /   pencil skirt   /   tight skirt   /   loose skirt   /   formfitting dress   /   cardigans   /   blouse   /   button up shirt   /   band t - shirt   /   sweatpants   /  tank top   /   cutoff t - shirt   /   designer   /   high street   /   online stores   /   thrift   /   lingerie   /   long skirt   /   miniskirt   /   maxidress   /   sundress   /   overalls   /   tie   /   tuxedo   /   cocktail dress   /   high-slit dress/skirt   /   t - shirt   /   loose clothing   /  tight clothing   /   jean shorts   /   sweater   /   sweater vest   /   khaki pants   /   suit   /   hoodie   /   harem pants   /   leather jacket   /   leather trousers   /   basketball shorts   /   boxers   /   briefs   /   thong   /   hotpants   /   cargo pants   /   hipster pants   /   bra   /   sportsbra   /   crop top   /   corset   /   ballerina skirt   /   leotard   /   polka dot   /   stripes   /   glitter   /   silk   /   lace   /   leather   /   velvet   /   chemise   /   patterns   /   florals   /   neon colors   /   pastels   /  black   /   dark colors   /   fur   /   faux fur   /   gloves   /   mask

𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐒 .

sneakers   /   high top converse   /   slip - ons   /   flats   /   slippers   /   sandals   /   high heels   /   kitten heels   /   ankle boots   /   combat boots   /   knee - high   /   platforms   /   stripper heels   /  bare feet   /   loafers   /   oxfords   /   gladiator shoes   /   boots   /

He feels the soft touch of the Princess and it’s something he isn’t expecting and hasn’t felt in years and he leans into the touch as long as it’s there, welcoming the affection if only for a few seconds and he smiles back at her in pure joy for a fleeting moment. Something starts to rise in him, a heat, a familiar one that he tries to make go away as he’s also feeling nerves in his stomach as he watches her point towards her favorite spot. 

Viserys’s lilac eyes look at Arianne, his eyebrows lift up and he titls his head as his eyes look back to the ocean and land and back to her as an idea forms in his head. Long legs take him to the closest point of the window and he leans over the window, surprised to see a somewhat decent looking ledges that looked strong enough to climb up and down. One leg goes over the window and another slowly follows as he makes eye contract with the Dornish beauty “Well, lets go then. An don’t worry I’ll break your fall if you slip.” They were fairly high up, higher then Viserys had ever scaled down before. “I want to explore every inch of this beautiful landscape, Princess” Words came out mischievous and hinting but yet filled with excitement and wonder.

Smooth pale arm raises up in a gesture for her to take his hand if she needs it as he makes sure the next few spots are secure enough. “Unless you want to stay here and listen to your father go on and on about your future. I’m sure Daenerys is getting a talk about  that right now, being lined up for a future husband,” He doesn’t like the idea of it, in fact he thinks he should be making that decision as head of their house and future King but right now Viserys knows he has to fold some of his wants and desires to continue this alliance that could lead him home.

she watches him with piqued interest  ──────  an arched brow following after each step as he leans over a windowsill ― tossing over one leg and then another, lowering himself down like a thief in broad daylight... she chuckles at the sight of secrecy, freedom as stranger as his silver hair it would seem. a lesson she will be sure to extend. 

graceful steps lead her to the window’s edge, an amber hand falling into his own as she, too, tosses a leg over the edge. fingers grip at stony edges as she steals a glance downwards, soaking in the view of her homeland  ―  vast and beautiful. breathless, she throws her head back, offering strands of ebon silk to the hot, dry wind... arianne had never thought to escape in such a manner before  ―  and the sight was far greater than her usual path down the corridor. 

“ and what if i want you to bite? ” murmured as she comes closer, close enough for her hands to reach out, gently resting on the others shoulders as she lowers herself into a waiting lap. a throne fit for a queen though a queen she is not. strong thighs straddle, lowering herself as if a common whore. she doesn’t care though, not when arianne’s gaze looks upon her so deliciously. her own looks back, pleading to be touched, to be used, told what to do. she is in the company of royalty after all it’s only fitting she awaits orders. “ your wish is my command lady martell. ”

        she is parched and drinks in arianne’s every words. tully eyes are wide, filled with wonder, and her mind can already see all of the promises coming to life. if only she’d come to dorne instead of king’s landing all those years ago. however despite her excitement, WORRY will not quiet.          ❝  but       why do you want to be so kind to me? ❞          how she despises the doubt that HAUNTS her. the lions have left their mark, making her look for possible knives in even the hands of apparent friends.

                      Quentyn almost laughs, an empty laugh that doesn’t taste of happiness but rather of fear, worry and confusion. Almost. He wants to scream, also; that he doesn’t care, he has no ambition to become the ruling prince of Dorne, to sit where his father sits, be weighted down by the duties and responsibilities that come from such a position. « I have no idea of what you’re talking about, » it’s a lie and she can probably see right through it, the way he moves his face away from her touch, his voice trembles and his gaze avoids hers. I have no desire to take your birthright is what he wants to say, but his father’s plans tie his tongue and he cannot bring himself to say so. « You are the heir, not me. »

he lies , and she smiles  ──────  a sense of pride and intimidation coiling her lips. he knows of the plot and knife that tore into her heart, knows what it is she wants to hear  ―  a soft boy who does what he told, even if the command is as quiet as a vengeful stare...

what is your throne made of? ────── 𝙶𝙾𝙻𝙳. those who rule from a throne of gold lead their people fiercely and courageously. even when they feel unfit to rule, they soldier on and never let their fears weaken any aspect of their reign. they value bravery over all other assets. although they care for their people with a burning loyalty, they also believe that violence is sometimes necessary, a symbol of strength to protect the kingdom when it is threatened.

tagged by: @kaerinio​ my love!

 ❝  ────── you should ride out with me today,  ❞    she starts, dornish steed rearing to a stop, silken gown flowing dancing to the rhythm of a humid breeze flurrying through the bells sprinkled throughout the mare's mane, a glittering sight of silver and gold.    ❝ ― join the chase! ❞