#pertinaxism

[razorfst]

@pertinaxism liked for a werewolf one-liner

Fear hung heavily into the air, golden gaze following the trail until it landed on the smaller figure nearly frozen with it as she looked up at the large wolf.

[perzysazma]

“princess, house blackwood will fight for your mother.”

@pertinaxism

[scftpetalls]

  𝔢𝔵𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔩𝔶  𝔲𝔰𝔣𝔴  𝔤𝔦𝔣  𝔪𝔢𝔪𝔢

for @pertinaxism​ ; princess viserra velaryon  ft. AERON TARGARYEN           gif prompt —  5c  ( m / f )

when aeron had come to visit his niece , or half-niece by technicality , aware that aegon had made some foul & drunken comments again at viserra’s expense , the sun had brushed against the horizon barely.   somehow the time and light had drained away as they spoke , and drifted closer , and found touches lingering ... then escalating.   minutes and now hours had disappeared , lost between them as aeron’s hands travelled over her body and her nails grazed over his , her fingers seeking & interlocking fiercely yet tenderly as his tongue curled against the sensitive flesh between her thighs — purple-gold eyes flicking up as the sounds from her mouth grew breathy and happily delirious (aeron skilfully and tenderly bringing her to climax twice — candles burning much lower when she finally, but weakly, tugged at his silver locks with a soft cry of being too sensitive for more).      with the stars winking and the night fully upon then , aeron had peppered her in soft kisses and touches , letting her pull him tight against her as she panted and trembled with lingering waves of pleasure.   he had come to see her with the intent of bringing a smile to her face... and viserra certainly seemed to beam in a softened state of satisfaction, her lips slightly parted in a breathy smile and eyes lustily hooded.  viserra was truly a gorgeous beauty, but that was a fact already known to him before now.

his lips fluttered against her jaw as his arms curved underneath her nude body, gathering her close , it was easy task to lift her into his embrace and carry her from the plush loveseat they had been upon, to her untouched bed — aeron treading carefully as to not step on her discarded robe but carelessly kicking his own garments aside.  viserra’s legs came up around his waist , stealing a kiss as her fingers moved commandingly through his hair ...   aeron would have been contented to lay her in the fine bedding , perhaps disappear again between the softness sweetness of her thighs and allow her to drift off into a well-pleasured sleep.   but the way she clung to him so firmly , pressing herself against his small-clothes (the only item of clothing between the two bodies) — he found himself sitting on the bed with viserra atop his lap and not wanting to leave.  aeron bit back a deep moan as he felt the heat of her cunt settle directly against his cock , his small-clothes barely a barrier and her wetness dampening the fabric.  his arms were purposeful and firm , pinning her body to his own and revelling in the intimate warmth of their skin , feeling her nipples hard against his chest and the heavy thud of her heart.    his grasp was a touch possessive , holding her unflinchingly close and arching against viserra , his hips rolling up as his roughened hand lovingly sculpted over the roundness of her ass ; encouraging her to grind freely down against him , and the way aeron’s lips hovered over hers as if catching every moan and gasp.   “tell me what you want , viserra — let me make you happy,” aeron rumbled to her , arousal choking his own voice as the words filled the small space between them & he stole a kiss before she could respond , unable to help himself... “let me show you how beautiful you are , my raven-haired niece — it is long overdue.”

[bruiisedpetals-a]

Ⓐ — Aeron

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄

prince aeron targaryen , on princess viserra velaryon ( @pertinaxism )

attractiveness:

repulsive || hideous || ugly || not attractive || unappealing || meh || no preference || ok || mildly attractive || nice looking || cute || adorable || attractive || pleasant on the eyes || good looking || hot || sexy || beautiful || gorgeous || hot damn || would tap that || perfect || godlike || holy fuck there are no words

personality:

grating || irritating || frustrating || boring || confusing at best || awkward || unreasonable || psychotic || disturbing || interesting || engaging || affectionate || aggressive || ambitious || anxious || artistic || bad tempered || bossy || charismatic || appealing || unappealing || creative || courageous || dependable || unreliable || unpredictable || predictable || devious || dim || extroverted || introverted ||  egotistical || gregarious || fabulous || impulsive || intelligent || sympathetic || talkative || up beat || peaceful || calming || badass || flexible

how likely they would have sex with them:

not if they were the last person on earth and the world was ending || fuck no! || never || no way || not likely || not sure || indifferent || I’m asexual || maybe || probably || it depends || fairly likely || likely || yeah sure || yes || would tap that || hell yes || fuck yes! || wishing that could happen right now || as many times as possible || we are already having sex

level of friendship:

never in a million years || worst of enemies || enemies || rivals || indifferent || neutral || acquaintance || friendly toward each other || casual friends || friends || good friends || best friends || fuck buddies || bosom buddies || practically the same person || would die for them || true friends || my only friend

first impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them

current impression of them:

I hate them so much || I don’t like them || I don’t trust them || they annoy me || they’re weird || I’m indifferent || meh || they seem alright || they’re growing on me || truce || I think I like them || I like them || I’m not sure if I trust them || I trust them || they’re cool || they’re genuine || I think we’re going to get along || I really like them || I think I’m in love || oh fuck they’re hot || I love them (*he loves her regardless)

how good of a kisser:

worst kisser ever || terrible || bad || awkward || just okay || alright || pretty good || good || makes me moan || excellent || exciting || oh god they’re good || I dream about it || fucking amazing || absolute perfection || we haven’t kissed

[zobriehura]

—  AN INCOMING MESSAGE          ➥ Send my muse 🔪 to place a knife up to their throat! //@pertinaxism

 ❝ SO— ❞ Aemond teased ❟ drawing out the short word . He looked at his sweet niece in they eyes ❟ neither of them showed fear . They were stubborn like that . Thin lips pressed together forming the perfect little smirk .  ❝ IS THAT ALL YOU’VE GOT ❟ SWEET NIECE ? ❞ Aemond seldom teased her the way he did with her brothers ❟ taunting the title of bastard and strong . His manners prevented him from doing so . Even if Viserra Velaryon was a bastard ❟ she was still a highborn lady . The one-eyed prince would treat her as such . 

He waited eagerly to see what she would do next . A part of him should have felt fear ❟ should have been reminded of what happened the last time he found himself on the wrong end of a Velaryon’s blade . Perhaps it was the years of training reissuing him that he could disarm the princess at a moment’s notice . It would not take much to overpower her . Alas ❟ it was not that . It was the pout of her lips as she looked up at him . Lips that were oh-so tempting .

[drakblod]

hands trailed over the black scales of the Cannibal, forehead resting against his neck. it wasn't the same as with Arrax, their bond had been something else; but the Cannibal brought him power he needed. when he heard footsteps approaching, eyes turned to face whoever came. ❝have you come to tell me that revenge is not the answer, sister? because then you will speak to deaf ears.❞

@pertinaxism gets mad prince Lucerys

[bcbliophile]

KID MEME FOR HEL AND VIS

Name: Alys Valeryon-Targaryen ( Strong )

Gender: F

General appearance: Short in height with golden blonde hair and lavender eyes.

Personality: Feisty, Calculating, Honest

Special talents: She is a dragon rider with a gift for flying through storms.

Who they like better: Helaena

Who they take after more: Viserra

Personal headcanon: Adopted from Flea Bottom, it is believed she is one of Aegon's bastards and Helaena could not live with the thought of leaving her to starve or fight in the pits, she talked her wife into taking her in and adopting her as their daughter and heir.

Face Claim: Freya Mavor

[gentledoemuses]

starter for @pertinaxism - Alicent Hightower

     It had been some time since Rhaenyra and her brood had been at court; the succession issue had been put to rest as soon as it had been raised. The body of Vaemond Velaryon, and the way he had died, was seared into the back of Alicent’s eyes. 

     It was a surprise when she ran into Rhaenyra’s daughter only hours after court had been settled. Viserra, Alicent remembered. The only girl. She was lovely, all the look of her mother without any of the Targaryen coloring she should have had. 

     “Well met, Your Grace.” She said politely, clasping her hands together. “Are you lost?”