#( iren clegane : in character. )
@amongthevipers asked: Did I offend you? Sorry. (from kat for iren)
She had not meant for her annoyance to be so clear upon her features. Typically, she managed to keep features relatively neutral, save for occasional flashes of fear and sadness. She learned that was easier than allowing her emotions to run wild and true. Yet, sometimes, she could not help a deep frown from creeping onto her round features while her brow furrowed.
"No, princess," she lied, quickly releasing her knitted brows. A small, timid smile was flashed in the other girl's direction, attempting to erase any sign of her offense moments prior. Iren was like a dog hunkering down after being caught attempting to steal from the dinner table. "I am grateful you were concerned you might have, however. Not many would offer me the privilege."
PROMPT.
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@librarywent sent : “ may i say what a great honor it is to meet you. ” to iren from arí ? / prompt.
SHE WAS UNIMPRESSED WITH THE refinement, the courtesy. the castle had made her jaded. the people within its cold walls thought she were no more than horse shit upon the soles of their boots despite her carrying an allegedly important title. lady bolton they called her, though she could not help but feel constant mockery in their tone.
whereas the inhabitants inside were cruel, those outside it were fearful. whispers of witch and sorceress could be heard amongst the smallfolk --- iren wondered if they even attempted to hide their gossip. they thought she were cut from the same cloth as her northern husband and hulking brother, that she were just as violent and bloodhungry as them. since she was maimed, she must have resorted to dark magic, that the dog upon her heels was a familiar of sorts, to get her way.
“ why is it an honor ?? ” she asked, eyes slightly narrowed as to focus on the silhouette of the man. with her layers of mix-matched furs, she looked more wildling than lady. “ i am only a bastard’s crippled wife, after all. ”
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after some thinking, i have decided that addiction runs in the clegane family as my little headcanon. gregor is canonically addicted to milk of the poppy, which he takes for migraines according to his squire. his addiction has caused him to be unable to be treated by milk of the poppy due to his tolerance as seen with the manticore venom.
for my character, iren begins taking milk of the poppy at twelve. this is to combat the pain in her leg and headaches. after she begins to walk again, she begins taking milk of the poppy for chronic pain, similar to how gregor allegedly takes it for migraines. any small pain she felt ( even outside of her leg ) was answered with a dose of milk of the poppy. keep in mind, she was barely a teenager at this time, so iren did not really understand the damage she was doing by constantly taking milk of the poppy. given how teenagers are, she thought she knew what she was doing better than the maester at their keep, who constantly tried to cut her off.
the only real reason she was able to kick her addiction, which she maintained until she was almost sixteen, was because she realized gregor too struggled with abusing milk of the poppy. fearing that she would turn out like him, she had the maester ween her off over time. as an adult, iren refuses to use milk of the poppy. she will only take dreamwine ( though she is hesitant to accept it if poppy has been added, despite it being safer than regular milk of the poppy ) or chew willow bark to deal with pain.
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BBC Sherlock
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Deadpool
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It
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Fandomless
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Brynden “Bloodraven” Rivers/Alysanne Stark
Maekar Targaryen/Berena Stark
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ATLA
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@librarywent : ‘ are you fucking defending him? ’ from Rickon to Iren :( / prompt.
SHE STARED, ALMOST DOE-EYED at the boy’s outburst. her mouth twitched while her eyebrows furrowed, desperately trying to figure out what she had said wrong this time. there was no doubt she was confused. every time she spoke to the boy felt like a fight would happen. something she said was incorrect or was an attack against rickon.
“ why you hate me ?? ” she did not mean to change the subject. the question was meant to stay a thought, yet it still tumbled from her lips. iren felt like she had been so accommodating to the boy. she did her best to treat him like a little brother, make sure he had a space at her home. she never asked where he ran off to and only ever said she was happen he came home. she did her best to help him without hovering, but it was still too much. a part of her felt like the world was nothing but cruel people. was she bound to become like her family ?? --- angry and violent ?? --- or remain a target to people like them.
she suddenly became hyperaware of the pounding in her chest. it hurt. she felt like she was going to be sick. the woman wanted to leave, but a curious part of her wanted to see why he was so cruel to her. “ what did i do to you ?? ”
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@librarywent sent : a kiss from a muse who the other should be afraid of rams and iren rip / prompt.
SHE TOLD THEM SHE NEVER wanted to do it again, but her wants fell upon deaf ears. any attempt to protest was met with a threat of more broken bones or a smack so hard she would have to grip neighboring furniture to keep herself from tumbling to the stony floors like a rag doll. though she was stubborn in her own right, iren was not stupid. to keep her life and bones in tact, she knew she would have to submit someday.
her chair was cold against her back and hands. she found herself missing the warm weather of the westerlands and even the miserable keep her family held for two generations before. it was full of light and no cold nights, though also fear. the north was frigid, grey, and miserable. the brunette needed a comical amount of furs to be the slightest bit warm. to her, the north had no redeeming qualities and was unable to fathom why so many willingly lived in this region. iren missed grass that was not snow covered or frozen solid to where it crunch beneath every step.
though her body was cold, it seemed as if ottie’s world was even colder. whereas she could bundle herself up with layers of the finest northern furs, he was to brave the weather without. northern dogs had thicker coats and longer hair that ended up on everything. southern hounds did not and iren began to curse herself for deciding to flee north from the clegane keep. it was selfish of her. ottie was just as much of a southerner as she.
where the world was colder for him, it was also much quieter. no angry yelling or objects being thrown. it was peaceful and free, albeit frigid. she would be envious if not for that. moving around was quicker too, though because ottie’s deafness she had to watch her back for wolves and hunters lurking. where he lacked in hearing, he made up for in smell. he had always been a good tracker.
nose to the ground, she searched through the frozen forest outside of the castle. iren wished to let the dog hunt again --- he had been bred for that purpose and did so for much of his life, after all --- but she did not trust these lands. she did not trust her husband nor his hounds. they were vicious and badly behaved in her opinion. she always did what she could to keep those dogs separate from her own. she would not have the bastard’s bitches mauling ottie. the duo were strangers in a strange land and everything was dangerous here.
when the smell of fire reached the dog’s nose, she knew she was near and her already cautious pace grew to be unbearably slow. she would not be the cause of her only friend’s death. when the first person was spotted, she froze, thankful for the cover of dark to disguise ottie. if daylight, he surely would have stuck out because of his black coat. it was a shame she was unable to hear their voices, though. iren imagined that would be something her husband would scold her about when she returned, as though she could controlled that variable.
unmoving for what seemed like hours, she did her best to count the scuffling faces in the clearing. she did not understand why they decided to light a fire. sure the smoke would be harder to see against the night sky, but its light was easier to locate. these people were from farther north than she could imagine. they did not need it for warmth. were they eating ?? after her determined watch, she slunk back into the thicket, like a ghost.
bronzite eyes unrolled themselves, only once she knew ottie would return safely, and her body slumped forward in the wooden chair. if she had been standing, iren surely would have crumbled to the floor. “ it is just wildings, ” she whispered, head hanging forward so much that her dark hair created a curtain between her and her audience. “ perhaps fifty . . . or sixty. ” she pushed herself to sit up straight, the curtain between her and the others opening. her eyes focused on a set of baby blues ones. “ many of them seem sick. ”
fingers upon her chin made her skin crawl, as though bugs were lurking beneath her skin. she wanted to break ramsey’s fingers. she wanted to rip them off and feed them to his terrible bitches in the kennels. yet, she knew she would not survive if she even tried to do so. her legs and arms would be snapped like twigs, if not something worse. the only thing worse than his digits upon her body was his lips. he had kissed her before, typically out of mockery and to keep up appearances. they felt slimy like slugs against her, but like with his fingers, she could not smack him away from her --- not in front of so many eyes. she could only hope that her actions pleased him enough to leave her alone for the rest of the day.
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@multimuse-rp sent : everything’s better with some wine in the belly. (Tyrion to Iren) / PROMPT.
SHE SHOOK HER HEAD, A hand almost defensively hovering over her bejeweled goblet. her bout of milk of the poppy dependency in her youth made her wary of any liquid that was not water and medicine as a whole. iren knew that made her a minority in westeros’ upper circles --- they all liked to enjoy their arbor golds and dornish reds with their fancy feasts every night. she alone had pulled herself from the pits of the seven hells, from the poppy induced slump she was constantly in, barely as a woman. she could not afford to go back, to be like the mountain and his migraines and milk of the poppy.
“ no, ” she told the lannister, fingers still lingering above her cup. “ i will be sick if i have any. ” her stomach was already in knots due to the day’s tourney being on the horizon and she doubted the wine would do much to untangle them. iren had never seen gregor joust, but she knew of his brutality first hand. she had heard stories of him beheading horses in fits and viciously killing men during the lists. “ i . . . i am not looking forward to the day’s festivities, but it is expected i be there. ”
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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐓 ―― repost, don’t reblog
𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒 ――
FULL NAME. iren clegane
NICKNAMES. none
ALIAS(ES). sela hill ( verse five only )
GENDER. cis woman
HEIGHT. 5′5″ ( 165 cm )
AGE. 25 in 300 A.C.
ZODIAC. capricorn
SPOKEN LANGUAGES. westerosi ( english ) and common tongue
𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒 ――
HAIR COLOUR. light brown
FACIAL HAIR. none
EYE COLOUR. dark brown
SKIN TONE. medium pale
BODY TYPE. inverted triangle ( she has broad shoulders, but smaller hips )
VOICE. on the cusp of being considered high-pitched. when she is upset or raises her voice, it becomes higher.
DOMINANT HAND. right
POSTURE. it can be pretty bad sometimes, especially when she is standing idle. she will lean on her cane a lot to keep her weight off her right leg so prevent a pain flair up, but how her spine gets crooked while she stands like this often gives her occasional back pain. the pain she gets in her back is more tolerable than the chronic pain she gets in her leg, so she think it is a fair trade off.
SCARS. she has a few on her right knee and right ankle from where gregor snapped her leg and the bone poked through in some places ( keep in mind she was a little kid and he was a hulking strong adult ).
TATTOOS. none
PIERCINGS. ears
BIRTHMARKS. a splotchy one on the back of her neck ( she lowkey does not even know about it because she can’t see back there and her hair often hides it from others )
MOST NOTICEABLE FEATURES. people notice her limp and cane before anything. though she is bowlegged as a result of her bones not being set correctly after they were broke, she often wears long dresses that hide it so it is not as noticeable as a cane or limp.
𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐃 ――
PLACE OF BIRTH. the clegane keep
HOMETOWN. the keep / lannisport ( since it is nearby )
SIBLINGS. gregor and sandor clegane
PARENTS. delmor clegane and unnamed mother ( i’ll eventually name her lol )
A𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 ――
OCCUPATION. none ( works in a dog shelter in modern verse )
CURRENT RESIDENCE(S). nomadic ( dependent in modern verse )
CLOSE FRIENDS. arhen stonearm ( @stcnearmed )
FINANCIAL STATUS. upper-lower class
DRIVER’S LICENSE. no
CRIMINAL RECORD. none
VICES. none
𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ――
SEXUAL ORIENTATION. ( closeted, especially in main verses ) bisexual
PREFERRED EMOTIONAL ROLE. switch
PREFERRED SEXUAL ROLE. switch
LIBIDO. low
TURN-OFFS. violence, degradation, and cheating
LOVE LANGUAGE. quality time
RELATIONSHIP TENDENCIES. iren is very tense and uncomfortable with the ideas of relationship, which makes her a very hard nut to crack. she is very closed off. she is also uncomfortable with touch and affection, especially public acts of it ( more so with men than women ). however, if her partner still stays around and proves to her over time that they genuinely care for her, she will open up. iren is a very loyal partner and secretly very clingy, though not in a toxic way.
𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐎𝐔𝐒 ――
CHARACTER’S THEME SONGS. the family jewels -- marina & back to the old house -- the smiths
HOBBIES TO PASS TIME. archery, horseback riding, dog training, and reading
MENTAL ILLNESSES. panic disorder
LEFT OR RIGHT-BRAINED. left-brained
SELF-CONFIDENCE LEVEL. low-medium -- she is very confident in certain aspects, like her skills with riding and archery, but thinks she has little worth and is ugly. this is mostly because of westeros’ view of women, especially disabled ones.
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