𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖒𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗'𝖘 𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖉.

[haemuna]

₀₀₁ CARRD. ₀₀₂ PROMPTS. ₀₀₃ HEADCANONS. ₀₀₄ PROMO.

HAEMUNA. is a private , mutuals only roleplay blog for original muse princess viserra velaryon , based on george r. martin's fire & blood , & HBO's house of the dragon. this blog is book & show based , with a heavy leaning on headcanons. this blog contains extremely triggering content , and only intended for muns 21+. mun is 31+. ruled by jj.

𝖊𝖝𝖕𝖑𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖘 𝖘𝖚𝖈𝖍 𝖆𝖘 ... watching the ones you love suffer , shamed for speaking your mind , being your mother's daughter , the effects of war on young people , grief , losing your family before your eyes , being a mother before you should , carrying on.

[haemuna]

if anyone is interested , i do offer rp on discord for when i can't be here. it's actually becoming something i'm enjoying more and more lately.

[calisverse]

CALISVERSE. FORMERLY CALIRPH COMMISSIONS. roleplay resources, gif hunt packs, blog commissions, psds and gifs of different shows. by cali, back again from the depth of flagging.

[haemuna]

LAZY DISCORD DROP!!! cause i don't feel like doing a fancy one , feel free to add me if we are mutuals on any of my blogs for plotting. wanna start getting some threads going.

[haemuna]

but what if i made one of jason's daughters?? what if i tried my hands at a lannister guys?!

[haemuna]

what is the current choice translator for high valyrian fam?? wanna get one bookmarked but it's been a minute since i needed one.

[haemuna]

   ⬪♔࿐  ┊    ❛  Let  me  help  you.  ❜      …      @wornkindness.

Eyes  flick  briefly  to  the  red  haired  queen  sitting  next  to  her.   Leaving  her  mother  ,     𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓  𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆     to  flee  while  others  remained  to  fight  for  her  mother's  throne.         She  could  understand  her  mother's  reasons  for  having  done  what  she  did  ,    but  it  didn't  leave  her  heart   hurting  any  less.   Homesick  didn't  even  come  close  to  describing  what  she  had  felt  in  the  days  since  arriving  her.   It  was  safe  ,  in  case  anything  she  happen  in  this     𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒐𝒏  𝒘𝒂𝒓     that  waged  at  home.

Accepting  help  felt  like  this  was  all  that  much  more  real  …  Permanent.

❛  I  apologize  ,  ❜   The  response  came  out    𝒔𝒖𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏.   Head  shaking  wen  she  realized  she  hadn't    caught  the  blunder    before  it  had  already  left  her  lips.   ❛  I  was  much  better  at  this  sort  of  thing  back  at  home.  ❜

[haemuna]

   ⬪♔࿐  ┊    ❛  I  guess  what  scares  me  the  most  now  is  the  thought  that  I  won't  be  able  to  protect  you  ❜      …      @zaldarias.

It's  not  a  very  common  thing  ,  being  this  exposed  to  the  motives  of  a  pillar  of  safety.   The  point  of  being  a  mother  ,  at  least  that's  how  she   𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔  𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒅.          Frustrations  of  adolescence  something  she  tries  to  forget  in  times  of  frustration.   Always  trying  to  remember  the  fact  that  her  mother  did  all  of  this  ,    for  her  children.   It's  not  always  easy  to  remember  for  the     𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈  𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔  ,         but  moments  like  this  when  she  speaks  like  this  that  Viserra  can  clearly  see  mother's  perspective.

❛  I  have  never  doubted  that  your  first  priority  has  always  been  protecting  us  ,  ❜   And  it's   𝒕𝒉𝒆  𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉.   But  the  fear  sitting  in  the  Queen's  daughter  lies  more  in  the  sheer  reality  ,         that  the  time  for  protecting  was  quickly  coming  to  pass  for  their  family.   Any  attempt  at  peace  was    slipping  away  from  them    ❛  I  know  you  wish  to  protect  us.   But  for  myself  and  Jace  ,  I  fear  that  it's  too  late  for  all  of  that.   It's  just  as  much  our  war  as  it  is  yours.  ❜

[haemuna]

   ⬪♔࿐  ┊    ❛  You’re always number one.  ❜      …      @worthyheir.

She  was  far  from  number  one  ,  and  she  knew  it.   Not  to  mention  she  thought  all  of  this   𝒔𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈   over  who  was  better  wasn't  going  to  do  anyone  any  favors.         No  matter  how  small  the  matter  was  there  were  more  important  things.   Other  matters  that  were    far  more  pressing    than  whatever  this  was.   Arms  crossed  over  the  front  of  her  ,  she  wears  an  incredulous  look  upon  her  features.         Though  not  meaning  to  seem  to  have  too  much  of  an  attitude.   Tensions  were  at  an   𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆  𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉   as  of  late.

But  again  that  was  not  his  fault  either.

Next  comes  a  heavy  sigh.   Eyes  rolling  slightly  that  she  hoped  he  had  missed.   If  only  to  get  passed  whatever  seemed  to  be   𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈  𝒉𝒊𝒎   to  this  extent.   ❛  I  would  wish  that  you  would  see  things  differently.  ❜   She  insisted.   Shaking  her  head  some  before  taking  a  couple  steps  closer  to  brother  ,  hoping  to  gather  his  attention  as  hand  grabs  for  her  forearm.   ❛  Has  there  not  been  enough  kin  disagreeing  with  one  another?   Should  we  not  be  banding  together  to  help  mother  over  these  squabbles.  ❜      Common  is  traded  for  High  Valyrian.   Another  attempt  to  reach  something  they  both  share.

[haemuna]

HAEMUNA. is a private , mutuals only roleplay blog for original muse princess viserra velaryon , based on george r. martin's fire & blood , & HBO's house of the dragon. this blog is book & show based , with a heavy leaning on headcanons. this blog contains extremely triggering content , and only intended for muns 21+. mun is 31+. ruled by jj.

[haemuna]

okay , icon template done. really happy with this one so we just need the promo before the revamp is done with the new face claim. hopefully gonna get to writing some more tonight.

[zaldriz3s-a]

crowned head shoots upwards, slitted eyes stare at the girl with the intensity of a wounded animal backed into a corner; his throne a jagged rock formation —– the stranger beneath, always beneath, until the grey ghost decided the allure of fresh fish too delightful; when he briefly descends to grasp his free meal. it's become a dance by now, day by day she comes with fresh fish. a routine, almost, the young beast began to wait for the girl.

only her calling him by his name —– instead of the title given to him by meagre common folk —– threw the dragon off. his head now lowers torwards the princess, a low grumble escaping trenchant maw as he takes in her scent. molten bronce gazing at her with the curiosity of a canine. ❝ you know my name. . . ❞ how many years since the ghost had spoken? the thunderous words leave him almost hesitantly. a shy beast, through and through. ( but no less deadly than his kin ) slowly, as though he would have rather done anything than approach a human, the dull silver dragon descends onto the wet sand. ❝ i should know yours. ❞

@haemuna plotted. for vermighul and viserra.

[haemuna]

𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐒  𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎  𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐒  𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐓𝐎  𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐓𝐇𝐄  𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍  𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐍  𝐀𝐒  𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐘  𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓  𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐘  𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐒.   She  didn't  have  a  dragon  of   𝐡𝐞𝐫  𝐨𝐰𝐧.   The  egg  placed  in  her  cradle  never  coming  to  hatch  as  the  ones  placed  in  her  brother's  cradles.   She  never  worried  about  not  having  a   𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐃  𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐍   of  her  own  though.         Maegor  as  cruel  as  he  was  had  waited  to  claim  his  dragon.   She  ,  while  not  cruel  as  he  was  ,  would  learn  to  be   𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭   as  well.

She  was  blood  of  the  dragon.   Her  time  would  come.

And  that  time  did  come.   In  the  form  of  her  family   𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐓𝐄𝐑   from  the  constantly  raging  storm  in  King's  Landing.   That  place  could  no  longer  be   𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞   for  them.   Not  for  now  at  least.   Arriving  in  Dragonstone  had  been  met  with   𝐌𝐈𝐗𝐄𝐃  𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒   ,         but  mostly  fiery  anticipation  from  the  young  princess  upon  arriving.   If  she  was  going  to  find  a  dragon  of  her  own  ,  it  was  going  to  be  here.

Viserra  had  found  herself   𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝   to  a  particular  dragon.   Illusive  ,  like  she  could  be  at  times.         A  dragon  who  preferred  his  solitude  to  the  endless  fretting  of  humans.   Something  she  could  empathize  with  given  her  own   𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄   within  her  families  house.   After  finding  he  had  a  liking  to   𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐡   ,  it  was  simply  a  matter  of  finding  him  enough  times  ,         Perhaps  she  could  eventually  confront  the  magnificent  beast.

She  tossed  a  few  fish  his  way.   Using  quite  a  bit  of   𝐇𝐄𝐅𝐓   to  her  throw.  Landing  not  far  in  front  of  him  ,  she  smiled  contently  and  sat  down  on  one  of  the  boulders  to  observe  him.         Taking  the  chance  to  use  the  name  her  uncle  had  revealed  belonged  to  him  before  the  locals  had  nicknamed  him.   Adrenaline  spiked  naturally  when  he  descended  from  his  perch.   Though  years  of  exposure  to  the  beasts  only  mad  it  result  in  a  simple  flinch.

❝  At  last.   I  had  a  feeling  your  given  name  wasn't  actually  Grey  Ghost.  ❞   Smirking  ,  the  young  princes  inched   𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐑    Though  still  remained  on  the  rock.   ❝  My  uncle's  dragon  informed  him.  ❞         Her  mind  had  always  been  like  a  steel  trap.   Storing  memory  for  when  it  suited  her.   His  question  pulled  a  shrug  from  the  princess.   ❝  Doubtful.   I've  never  offered  it.   My  uncle  and  your  mother  are  bonded.  I'm  called  Viserra.  ❞

[haemuna]

new dash icon for going back to the team black aesthetic. nothing to worry about.

[haemuna]

might switch to using my girl synnøve!karlsen cause i have more resources of her. plus i'm just vibing with her more for viserra.

[haemuna]

okay guys , the carrd for this blog is mostly finished , and can be found HERE. feel free to take a look to have a gander at her bio/portrayal notes.

[seirudy]

𝐀𝐒 𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐈 𝐒𝐀𝐖 𝐈𝐓.

𝐬𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐮𝐝𝐲 is a private , mutuals only roleplay blog for a canon divergent portrayal of rhaenyra's younger brother , 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍. based on the literary works of 𝐆𝐄𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄 𝐑. 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐍 , with a mature rating and only intended for mun's 21+. mun is 30+ , and uses beta editor.

[ghostling]

Four Word . Prompts

“Please, come with me.”

“You’re always number one.”

“I can’t do this.”

“I won’t let you.”

“Maybe I’m just crazy.”

“I’m not even sorry.”

“Honestly, just stop it.”

“I believe in you.”

“Don’t be an ass.”

“Who were you with?”

“Please talk to me.”

“I can’t trust you.”

“I need you, though.”

“Don’t be fucking rude.”

“Is that my shirt?”

“So, it was you.”

“I need to go.”

“Just stay with me.”

“You can trust me.”

“Alright, I love you.”

“I’m sorry, but no.”

“Will you help me?”

“You’re a terrible cook.”

“Can you shut up!?”

“You love me, right?”

“I really need you.”

“I don’t love you.”

“I’m not doing this.”

“I really need you.”

“You don’t want me.”

“Let me help you.”

“You’re such a bitch.”

“I can’t do this.”

“You think you’re funny?”

“Hey, I said stop!”

“Will you marry me?”

“Wanna go out sometime?”

“I don’t want this.”

“You always this quiet?”

“Are you fucking insane!?”

“I don’t want you.”

“I’m not wearing that.”

“Sorry, were you sleeping?”

“This was never right.”

“You look really tired.”

“I’m out of here.”

“You need to go.”