#vcserys

[dornished-blog]

Rhaenys was looking at him, listening carefully to his words. Of course she knew what he truly wanted. That was what he deserved.  The iron throne was HIS now that both Aerys and her father were dead. She had always cared about Viserys, always.  And she would do everything in her power so they could come back to King’s Landing. So they could go back home.

                          ❛ nothing, truly? even a king has desires. ❜

The princess pursed her lips, thinking about what SHE wanted. The answer was very clear as she looked up, her eyes meeting his.

                        ❛ revenge. I want revenge for our family.                          I want them to pay for what they did to us. ❜

// continued from here with @vcserys​

[theirsacrifice]

@vcserys gets a thing

“---it's been two years, I miss my home.”

[notaprincessaqueen]

continued | @vcserys

She yelped, resisting the urge to pull back lest he yank her harder. “I’m sorry, Viserys!” she stammered. “I thought you would be shamed if you knew what it meant to ride in the cart, I just wanted to protect you...!”

[silvcrignis]

@vcserys "And the Valyrians slowly make themselves non endangered I believe in us!"

[epeolxtry]

@vcserys cont. from here

She’d always been closer to little Dany, the girl had often followed her about, clinging to her skirts and looking up at her with adoration in those beautiful violet eyes. Viserys had been less of a giving child, he was spoiled and sheltered by his father and his temperament was more difficult, but Elia loved her brother-in-law nonetheless. And she worried for him. Growing up in that place with the mad King watching over his every move must be exhausting. “Nobody can keep Rhaegar from his own noble stupidity.” And with Viserys as an heir, Aerys hardly needed to keep his eldest son around. “You know he will do anything for you.”

[qeldlie-blog]

for  @vcserys   |   continued.

the  little  prince  gasped  as  his  feet  left  the  floor,       his  uncle  reeling  him  up  into  his  arms,  the  momentum  making  his  head  spin.  dizzy,  he  giggled;      ‘  i’m  flying!  ‘      and  spread  his  arms  out  WITHOUT  FEAR.      which  turned  out  to  be  a  huge  mistake,  for  then  Viserys  was  blowing  raspberries  upon  his  chest,  and  he  screamed  and  giggled,  and  grasped  at  his  uncle’s  tunic,  clinging  to  him  suddenly.    Viserys  surely  thought  highly  of  himself,  &  so  Viserion  thought  highly  of  him  too.       ‘  i’ll  be  pretty,  just  like  you?  ‘       he  questioned,  playing  with  his  uncle’s  SILVER  hair. 

[dragvnflare-a]

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send 📖 for my muse to find a diary entry yours has written about them (specify what it says)

Dear Diary     so me and Viserys argued again today. Sometimes he frustrates me so much that i could just literally turn around and hit him, but i could never do such a thing because after all he is my brother and i still love him. I just wish he would stop talking down at me like I am a little girl. Yes I am his little sister but I am no longer a child, I have bloomed into woman hood. Maybe, just maybe he will treat me with respect like he should, so I don’t have to worry that one day I will turn around and hurt him. I don’t want that. :(                                        Dany xxxxxx