𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐙𝐘 is an independent, private, highly selective && mutuals only roleplay blog dedicated to the portrayal of Jacaerys Velaryon, drawing inspiration from fire and blood as well as the hbo television adaptation house of the dragon. this interpretation is grounded in extensive character study, thoughtfully developed personal headcanons, and a variety of alternate universe influences, all approached with deliberate care and narrative intention. themes explored may be mature in nature. 21+ only. est timezone. minors dni. written by snow.
𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘 𝐈𝐍 inheritance questioned at every turn, the ache of proving oneself worthy of a name half the realm would deny him, winter lessons and dragonfire alike, grief inherited before manhood, the burden of being his mother’s heir, and the cruel knowledge that history rarely remembers how young its princes truly were.
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𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄, 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐔𝐏𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑. There were sights a son was made to bear, and sights that made a boy of him again no matter how tall he had grown, no matter how princely the cut of his doublet, no matter how many lords bowed their heads and named him heir. His mother’s grief was one such sight. The Painted Table lay between them, Westeros spread in black stone and carved coastlines. Jacaerys had looked upon that table since boyhood, tracing its borders with wondering fingers before he understood that all maps were lies told politely. And at the heart of it stood his mother, asking still whether mercy might survive the war that had been made upon her. His hands were clasped behind his back, so tightly that his nails bit crescents into his palms. Lucerys had been taken from the sky. His mother’s crown had been stolen before it had warmed her brow. His own name had been weighed and measured by men who had never dared speak their treasons to his face while Harwin Strong lived to hear them. Even now, even here, he felt the realm’s doubt moving over him like ants beneath the skin. Bastard, they had called him. Strong, they had said with smiling mouths and poisoned eyes. The thought made something dark and dragonish stir behind his ribs.
At last, he lifted his eyes.
She was trying still to be good. ( Gods, that was the cruelty of it. ) After all they had done, after every oath broken, every kindness answered with a blade, every hour of restraint repaid with insult and blood, still she spoke of wisdom . . . . and still she spoke of mercy. There was still some bright, stubborn part of her reached toward the queen she might have been had men not made a pyre of the path beneath her feet. He drew himself straighter, because if she must stand unbroken then he would not crumble before her. The gods had stolen much from him, but they had not stolen his will.
@sezobriedaria ; I would have ruled with wisdom and mercy. I may yet do so.
❛ . . . Then rule. Rule with wisdom. Rule with mercy, if mercy is what remains within your power to give. But do not let them convince you that mercy must mean offering your throat to those who have already put a knife to it. ❜
His gaze fell to the painted table, to the hills and rivers and keeps of a kingdom that had never loved his mother enough to obey her without protest. There lay the Reach with its green fields and perfumed treasons. There the Westerlands, rich and watchful. There King’s Landing, that stinking crown of men and rot and bells, where a usurper warmed his stolen seat while calling his theft holy. And there the Gullet, dark in his mind though the table rendered it only in paint, a stretch of sea that seemed already hungry for ships, sons, dragons, all the bright things war meant to swallow. He thought of Luke then, as he always did. The memory pierced him so cleanly that for an instant Jace could scarcely breathe. Mercy, he thought, and nearly laughed. What mercy had the storm shown? What mercy had Vhagar known? What mercy had the greens offered when they sent ravens fat with lies and crowns wet with treachery? Still, his mother spoke of ruling wisely.
❛ They will call you cruel no matter what you do, ❜ he continued, the bitterness now quiet rather than loud, and all the more dangerous for it. ❛ If you forgive, they will call you weak. If you punish, they will call you mad. If you grieve, they will say you are ruled by a woman’s heart. If you do not, they will say you have none. There is no virtue you possess that they will not try to turn into evidence against you. ❜ His mouth set in a grim line. ❛ So let them choke upon their judgments. ❜
✧˖°.⚔️.°˖✧ 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 ··· a collection of rightful heirs, contested thrones, & loyalties tested by war roleplay sentence starters for those who would see their birthright restored. genre: political intrigue, family drama, war & consequence.
• They name me usurper, yet I am the rightful heir. Tell me you believe this to be true.
• My father named me his successor before the realm. Does his word hold no weight now that he has passed?
• You swore a sacred oath to uphold my claim. Have you forgotten your vows?
• I shall not beg for what is mine by blood and by right.
• Tell me true—which bannermen may still be counted among our allies?
• My children's lives hang in the balance. I must know where your loyalties lie.
• The small council is divided. I have need of your voice in that chamber.
• They expect me to surrender? To bend the knee to a pretender and usurper?
• Every house that declares for them is a house forsaken and traitorous.
• I did not seek this war, but they have left me no recourse.
• My claim is lawful and just. Theirs is theft and treachery.
• You served my father faithfully. Now I stand in need of your counsel.
• I shall not permit my legacy to be penned by mine enemies.
• The realm shall bleed for this transgression. Do they comprehend what they have wrought?
• Send forth the ravens. Our allies must be reminded of their sworn oaths.
• They hold the capital, but the war is far from won.
• I would have ruled with wisdom and mercy. I may yet do so.
• Speak plainly—do you believe victory is within our grasp?
• Each day we delay is another day they strengthen their position.
• You must fly to [location] at once and secure their fealty.
• The lords who falter now shall come to rue their hesitation.
• They slew my son. Blood will answer for blood.
• I care not what it shall cost. They will answer for their crimes.
• The prophecy speaks of my line. I am certain of it.
• History shall remember which claimant held true right.
• Do not mistake my mourning for frailty.
• I was groomed for the throne since childhood. It is my birthright.
• How many must perish before they yield to reason?
• I shall not be remembered as the sovereign who bent the knee.
• They believe my [youth/sex/inexperience] makes me weak. They err gravely.
• Summon the war council. We must plan our next course of action.
• I entrusted you with everything. Pray do not make me regret that trust.
• What word from the battlefield? I would hear truth, not comfort.
• We command dragons. Surely that must tip the scales in our favor.
• I am plagued by dreams of fire and ash. I believe them to be portents.
• They wish to make an example of me. I shall make one of them instead.
• Dispatch word to our loyal bannermen—your true queen/king yet draws breath.
• I did not choose this conflict, but I shall see it through to its end.
• Do you recall my father's final words? His wishes were made plain before witnesses.
• The crown belongs to me. All else may be negotiated.
• Speak without courtly pleasantries—how dire is our position?
• They have underestimated me from the very beginning. That is their fatal mistake.
• I would sooner die than allow them to deny my rightful claim.
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✦ ⋆ 𖤓 ⋆ ✦ 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐕𝐄 ··· a collection of injuries tended in silence, pain worn like armour, the intimacy of being seen at your worst. genre: hurt and comfort, angst, romance, drama.
• You're bleeding through your shirt. Don't tell me you're fine.
• How long have you been walking around like this?
• I'm not going to hurt you. I just need to see how bad it is.
• You should have told me the moment it happened.
• Hold still. I mean it. Hold still.
• This is going to sting. Bite down on something if you need to.
• You've been hiding this for days, haven't you.
• Who did this to you? I need you to tell me who did this.
• Stop being brave for five minutes and let me help you.
• I've seen worse. I've also seen men die from worse, so let me look at it.
• I found the bandages in the trash. You want to explain that?
• Don't you dare apologize for bleeding on me.
• Your hands are cold. That's not a good sign.
• I'm not angry. I'm terrified. There's a difference.
• Come into the light. Let me see your face.
• You should have stitches. I know you won't go. So sit down and let me do what I can.
• You're white as a sheet and still trying to stand up straight.
• I could hear you in the night. I didn't say anything. I'm saying something now.
• Don't look at it if it makes it worse. Just look at me.
• It's not weak to let someone see you hurt.
• You came to me. Of all the places you could have gone, you came here.
• Lay back. You're not getting up until the color comes back to your face.
• I'm not going to ask what happened. Not yet. First let me fix what I can.
• You've been holding your left side since you walked in. Think I didn't notice?
• This is going to leave a mark. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
• I've patched up a lot of people in my time. None of them scared me like you do right now.
• You could have died out there. You could have died and I would have been the last person to know.
• Sleep. I'll be right here when you wake up. I'm not going anywhere.
• You're allowed to make a sound. Nobody's watching.
• I need you to stay awake for me. Just a little longer. Talk to me.
• You're lucky the cut wasn't deeper.
• Stop apologizing for needing help. Stop it right now.
• I've seen what it looks like when someone's used to this. That's what scares me most about you.
• Tell me your name. Tell me what day it is. Stay with me.
• You're going to be alright. I promise you.
• You went back out there after this? With this?
• Nobody takes care of you, do they? That ends tonight.
• I've been gentle with you. I need you to be honest with me in return.
• You're safe now. You're here, you're safe, and I've got you. Just breathe.
𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐁𝐀𝐄𝐋𝐀 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐘 over being children of a tragic, chaotic court. While the rest of the world saw their betrothal as a purely political alliance, by the time the war broke out, they were fiercely in love. Jace used to give Baela small, polished pieces of dragonglass he found on the shores of Dragonstone as tokens of affection.
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𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐍𝐈𝐀𝐂. He convinced himself that a future king shouldn't waste time sleeping when there are histories to read and maps to study. He's kept a running ledger of every house in Westeros, their hidden grievances, and their financial debts, creating a massive political blueprint that Rhaenyra found after his passing, realizing just how hard her eldest son had been working to secure her throne.
ㅤ📖ㅤTHE BALLAD OF SONGBIRDS AND SNAKES (NOVEL)
ㅤ– a collection of prompts from the novel. please change pronouns and ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤverbiage as needed.
people aren’t so bad, really, it’s what the world does to them.
nothing you can take from me was ever worth keeping.
you’ve no right to starve people, to punish them for no reason.
those are things everyone is born with, and they’re not yours for the taking.
well, as they said, it's not over until the mockingjay sings.
snow lands on top.
you're mine and I'm yours. it's written in the stars.
wars are won by heads not hearts.
someday something will kill me, but it won’t be you.
i think there’s a natural goodness built into human beings.
before need, before love, came trust.
i've no use for liars. what are lies but attempts to conceal some sort of weakness?
you matter to me.
that is the thing with giving your heart. you never wait for someone to ask. you hold it out and hope they want it.
try not to look down on people who had to choose between death and disgrace.
there is a point to everything or nothing at all, depending on your worldview.
you can blame it on the circumstances, the environment, but you made the choices you made, no one else.
what young brains lack in experience they sometimes make up for in idealism. nothing seems impossible to them.
courage in battle was often necessary because of someone else’s poor planning.
trust is important.
i saved you from the fire, and you saved me from the snakes. we're responsible for each other's lives now.
it's the things we love most that destroy us.
everyone handles grief differently.
did you tell your best friend his crush was a cannibal?
i’m planning to build a whole new beautiful life here.
what was there to aspire to once wealth, fame, and power had been eliminated?
was the goal of survival further survival and nothing more?
do you hear that, ___? it’s the sound of snow falling.
and if even the most innocent among us turn to killers in the hunger games, what does that say? that our essential nature is violent.
who needed wealth and success and power when they had love? didn't it conquer all?
you won't be alone in the arena; we'll be together.
it’s just the kind of story that catches fire.
roses are red, love; violets are blue. birds in the heavens know i love you.
in any scenario, it’s preferable to have the upper hand, to be the victor rather than the defeated.
start with that. chaos. no control, no law, no government at all.
everyone had learned to despise waste.
sometimes i think i love them because i can't trust them, and how mixed up is that?
we don’t charge for tickets, because sometimes hungry people need music the most.
without the threat of death, it wouldn’t have been much of a lesson.
that’s mankind in its natural state.
go build me a mansion, build it so high, so i can see my true love go by.
you can’t take my sass. you can’t take my talking. you can kiss my ass and then keep on walking.
i’m bad news, all right.
hey, you found some katniss.
we’ll get new dreams out there...
we just took a wrong turn one day and were obliged to stay.
but it matters the world having someone show up like i mattered.
that sort of hubris almost finished us off in the war.
maybe he was not cut out to be a lover. maybe he was more of a loner at heart.
it suggested a tale that could only end in tragedy.
i hope old you doesn't haunt new you. we've already got enough ghosts between us.
in a few years, there would be a vague memory that a girl had once sung in the arena.
you didn’t have to like your family. the bond was a given.
because who we are determines the type of governing we need.
what sort of agreement is necessary if we’re to live in peace? what sort of social contract is required for survival?
a little thought can save a lot of lives.
who cares about you? or even better, who can you count on?
tell her, that we are so sorry she has to die.
i’m not convinced that we are all as inherently violent as you say, but it takes very little to bring the beast to the surface, at least under the cover of darkness.
if history teaches you anything, it’s how to make the unwilling comply.
human beings may not be perfect, but we are better than that.
why bother pinching pennies when the dollars had fled long ago?
this is . . . this is maybe the best night of my life.
you know what i won’t miss? people. except for a handful. they’re mostly awful, if you think about it.
we should kill them all.
my friend, your life has just begun!
sounds like torture, having someone controlling your voice like that.
the only boy my heart has a sweet spot for now is you.
one way or another, their fates were irrevocably linked.
so supportive. so duplicitous. so self-destructive. like a moth to a flame.
maybe her gravestone could read, 'casualty of cheap laughs.'
you can’t take my charm. you can’t take my humor.
why did these people think that all they needed to start a rebellion was anger?
Introducing a canon-divergent and independent portrayal of Jacaerys Velaryon from george r.r. martin’s fire & blood and hbo’s house of the dragon. this portrayal is deeply rooted in personal headcanons and au influences. mature themes ahead. penned by snow. 21+ / est, minors, dni.
Introducing a canon-divergent and independent portrayal of Jacaerys Velaryon from george r.r. martin’s fire & blood and hbo’s house of the dragon. this portrayal is deeply rooted in personal headcanons and au influences. mature themes ahead. penned by snow. 21+ / est, minors, dni.
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Because of the mature themes in george r.r. martin's fire & blood / a song of ice and fire, I’m only comfortable roleplaying with people aged 21 and up.
II. Mature Content Ahead
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Please don’t control or make major decisions for my character without checking in first. Likewise, I’ll do the same for you.
VI. Open Communication
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VII. Patience Appreciated
Life happens, and I sometimes take a bit to respond—usually within a week. I appreciate all patience and understanding. VIII. Drama-Free Zone
Let’s keep things friendly—we’re all adults here indulging in a hobby we enjoy. If issues arise, please reach out privately so we can resolve them kindly. I won’t participate in hearsay or accusations without clear evidence of harmful behavior, nor will I dictate who others can or cannot interact with based solely on personal conflicts.
