#petitmort

[champ1ons]

‎ִ   ‎🏆   ׄ   ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉʳ ᶜᵃˡˡ     ⎯⎯     ᶠᵉᵃᵗ. ˡⁱᵛ ᵐᵒʳᵍᵃⁿ  ‎ִ     ⌣

         “     and    here     i     thought    i’d    be     at     the    airport    ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ    for     you    for     hours       ,        but    here     you    are      ......      𝗜𝗧’𝗦 𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗬 𝗚𝗢𝗢𝗗 𝗧𝗢 𝗦𝗘𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗜𝗡 𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡.          face-time     doesn’t    do     you   justice.        “    

[greenmther]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍, 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄. a voice that, in her mind, whispers nothing but wrong decision & failure. to know she's had a hand, no matter how inconsequential it felt at the time, in helaena's pain was enough to make her stomach turn. to cause another crack in her heart. like helaena, alicent lives her life in a certain state of discomfort which never wavers . . except now, she feels, when things look to be worsening rather than getting better. was this the gods punishment onto her, then ? ( to see her children, one by one, turn on her or destroy themselves. to witness their suffering & only have empty palms to remedy it. a mother is suppose to comfort her children, to assure them, to make them as content as possible. why couldn't she ever do that one thing right ? why, gods, why ! )

@petitmortes said, " DID IT EVER OCCUR TO YOU THAT I NEVER WANTED THIS TO BEGIN WITH ? "

brown eyes, so full of sorrows as of late, widened as mouth hangs slightly agape. hand rests about her stomach to keep teeth from picking at skin, a shaky breath taken before the mother can speak: ❛ of course i have, helaena. ❜ spoken softly, voice thick. tears well in the queens eyes, but none fall in the moment. ❛ i- . . marrying you to aegon felt like a mercy. it felt better. better you marry someone you know than a stranger. better you remain somewhere familiar, surrounded by those whom love you. ❜ all the things i was not spared, not given, briefly thought internally. lips press together, discomfort settling into her bones, as alicent takes a step forward. ❛ my girl, do you know how it hurts me to look at you at times & see a mirror of myself ? to know i . . i was the cause of some of your pain, your discomfort, when i believed myself protecting you. ❜

[daranogar]

@petitmortes asked: Aren't you going to dance? / from sansa !

𝕵𝖆𝖈𝖊   𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖔𝖉   𝖆𝖙   𝖙𝖍𝖊   𝖊𝖉𝖌𝖊   𝖔𝖋   𝖙𝖍𝖊   𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖑,   𝖍𝖎𝖘   𝖌𝖆𝖟𝖊   𝖋𝖎𝖝𝖊𝖉   𝖔𝖓   𝖙𝖍𝖊   𝖘𝖜𝖎𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌   𝖉𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖗𝖘   𝖇𝖊𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊   𝖍𝖎𝖒,   yet   his   thoughts   were   far   from   the   music   or   the   festive   atmosphere.   He   had   avoided   the   dance   floor   all   evening,   his   usual   lively   demeanor   subdued   by   a   weight   he   couldn't   quite   shake.   But   when   a   voice   reached   his   ears,   soft   yet   carrying   a   note   of   gentle   challenge,   he   turned   to   face   her.

For   a   moment,   Jace   hesitated,   caught   off   guard   by   the   Northern   beauty's   question.   Sansa   was   poised,   her   auburn   hair   gleaming   in   the   candlelight,   and   her   presence   exuded   a   calm   that   was   both   inviting   and   disarming.   Realizing   his   silence   had   stretched   too   long,   he   offered   her   a   smile—small,   perhaps   a   bit   strained,   but   genuine.

"My   apologies,   Lady   Sansa,"   he   said,   inclining   his   head   slightly.   "I've   been   rather   sullen   tonight,   haven't   I?   It   seems   I   forgot   my   manners."   His   voice   was   warm,   despite   the   lingering   shadows   in   his   eyes.

Extending   his   hand   to   her,   Jace   let   the   smile   soften,   a   trace   of   his   usual   charm   returning.   "May   I   have   this   dance,   my   lady?"   he   asked,   his   tone   lighter   now,   as   if   her   question   had   sparked   something   within   him   that   had   been   dulled   by   his   earlier   mood.

[sickfcks]

"You’re making a big deal out of nothing." / cora & jay 👿

jay   stops   his   words,   stops   the   motion   of   his   hand   too.   he   is.   he’s   making   a   big   deal   of   it   because   to   him   it   is   –   to   him,   knowing   cora   was   hanging   out   with   another   dude,   is   a   big   deal.   it’s   a   big   deal   because   crap   …   how   much   longer   could   he   do   it   ?   how   much   longer   could   he   pretend   without   the   words   slipping   ?   how   much   longer   can   jay   act   like   all   the   fucking   and   fighting   is   just   fucking   and   fighting   and   not   fucking   and   a   silent   scream   for   attention   ?   

❛   nothing.   of   course   it’s   fuckin’   nothing   when   you   hang   out   with   moxley   at   a   show   i   invited   you   to.   ❜   he   huffs.   hurt.   but   looks   away   –   keeps   that   part   isolated   from   her.   she   wouldn’t   get   it   anyway   because   …   in   truth,   he   doesn’t   think   they   get   each   other   at   all.   jay   doesn’t   get   her.   perhaps   he   would   never   get   why   this   …   they   –   why   it’s   not   enough   for   her.   ❛   i’m   taking   the   guest   room.   ❜   said   bitterly   as   he   pushes   back   from   the   table   they’d   shared   take   out   at   after   a   long   flight   from   whatever   city   back   to   orlando   –   a   place   that   isn’t   home   in   a   house   that,   maybe,   isn’t   his.   

[cregcn]

@petitmortes ❅ ❝ It's good, to finally put a face to the name I heard spoken so often. ❞ / alysanne & cregan

𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝑭𝑶𝑹 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑭𝑰𝑹𝑺𝑻 𝑻𝑰𝑴𝑬 , 𝑯𝑬 𝑳𝑨𝒀𝑺 𝑬𝒀𝑬𝑺 𝑼𝑷𝑶𝑵 𝑪𝑼𝑹𝑳𝑺 𝑶𝑭 𝑫𝑨𝑹𝑲 𝑯𝑨𝑰𝑹. towering down her back like a storm. it's hardly the gentleman of him to admit how fervently he had agreed to the arrangement of marriage between them. especially not after such a brilliant first impression , looks even aside.

a gentle smile makes its way onto foreign lips. ❝ good things , i hope. ❞ some even and open way into the greeting. cregan bows his head in respect. the tight formalities of the capitol evade him. he does not make any effort , large or small , to catch up to them. his existence on this plane is nothing short of EPHEMERAL , he must tell himself. ❝ i have heard your praise , my lady. even here in the south. ❞ a reach at some northern sort of connection. a desire for someone to feel so misfit as he should feel in the capitol of his plane.

❝ i hope the arrangements are to your liking. ❞ a stifling swallow of bile. he's never grown used to these sort of things. still so far drained in his youth and yet stiff in all that the north has laid upon his skin. he feels some statue in the capitol : the sun warms its subjects too freely here.

[devilslvl]

@petitmortes sent : ❛  i don't want to argue with you anymore.  ❜ / liv morgan random dialogue sentence starters

it  made  sense  to  say, sure.  especially  given  the  way  that  the  two  of  them  tended to  argue,  and  the  way  that  they  incessantly  went  about  it.  their  arguing was  exhausting  —  emotionally  and  physically  taxing. yet  despite  their  complaints,  they  always  found  themselves  right  back  at  it  again. at  this  point, it  became  a  habit  that  neither  one  of  them  could  shake  off.  but  did  either of  them  even  really  what  to?  as  crazy  as  it  sounded —  did  they  get  some  kind  of  kick  out  of  their  arguments?  an  ignored  fact  that  existed deep  within?  did  he  get  some  kind  of  sick  pleasure  out  of  the  way  that  she  rolled her  eyes  at  him?  or  the  resigning  sighs that  came  from  her?  maybe. just  maybe.

it  still  made  it  no  less  tiring —  and  it  made  max  no  less annoyed.  but  she  didn’t  want  to  argue  anymore,  she  claimed.     ❝     okay  so  then,     ❞     he  made  a  face,  raised  both  of  his  shoulders  as  high  as  he  possibly could,  and  quickly opened  up  his  arms  as  if  the  obvious  solution was  laying  right  underneath  her  nose  and  somehow  managed to  avoid  her  detection,     ❝     don’t.  what  the  fuck.  it’s  not  rocket  fucking science.     ❞     and  now  he  was  laughing.  not  some  kind  of  thundering  bark  of  laughter following  some  kind  of  hilarious joke,  but  still  one  that  was  no  less  obnoxious.

❝     you  could’ve  just  admitted  that  i  was  right  in  the  first  place  and  all  of  this  could’ve  been  easily  avoided,  but  no.  you  like  to  waste  breath.     ❞     he  raised  his  chin  now,  a  broad  smile  stretching  across  his  face  —  a  picture  perfect  display  in  all  of  his  smug  glory.  it  was  a  wonder  that  liv  hadn’t  taken  it  upon  herself  to  physically  wipe  it  off  after  so  long.  but  alas.  he  probably  would’ve  liked  it  anyway.

❝     I  won,  by  the  way.     ❞     a  hand  shoots  out  to  give  her  a  loving  tap  on  the  cheek  —  if  you  could  even  call  it  that.

[petitsdieu]

𝑶𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝑰𝒔 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑵𝒆𝒘 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 — ❝People wanna be good. They really do, deep down. But they just fuck up. ❞ / from claudia !

❛ I agree! Most days. ❜

A window-slip open for the gale of doubt. Contingency would be kinder to her own sediments being echoed back at her. There's not nearly enough Monsters as Men to abrade it nothing. But she's ledged on a disagreeable kind of day. And amongst uncertain company. She oft-times only one Vampire.

❛ My brothers once made me eat a baby mouse. I can still feel its little feet going down my throat when I swallow... sometimes. ❜

Hara accompanies her words with a touch to her throat, while her gaze vicinages towards Claudia's.

Claudia ⸺ with packaging so perplexing; a look barely off the milk-fed diet, babyface and circular, more youth per once than Hara's namesake, the only thing non-sophomoric are the eyes. Dark amber, vampiric, and telling.

❛ Not all people want to be good. Not all Vampires either. If you think there's a difference. ❜

𝑓𝑡. @petitmortes

[petitmortes]

this is a gift , it comes with a price . independent, highly selective multi-muse roleplay blog. featuring muses from wrestling, house of the dragon, a song of ice and fire, interview with the vampire, and more ! minors do not interact. will contain triggering & sensitive topics, follow at your own behest. #PETITMORTES , as slaughtered by mowgli, 28 / cst / she+hers .

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[champ1ons]

‎ִ   ‎🏆   ׄ   ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉʳ ᶜᵃˡˡ     ⎯⎯     ᶠᵉᵃᵗ. ˢᵃⁿˢᵃ ˢᵗᵃʳᵏ.   ‎ִ     ⌣

       “     okay     .....      -       i   was   a   little   ‘  iffy  ‘   on   the   whole   long   skirt   thing    ,      but   honestly     ?      ⁱ ᵈⁱᵍ ⁱᵗ.       “        a   360   turn   around   before   i   looked   over   at   her     ,     smile   plastered   on   my   face.      when   you’re   a   model      ,       you   were   BOUND   to   be   your   fashion   designer   girlfriends    guinea    pig.  

[mysweetlapetitemort]

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[sickfcks]

revenge   was   to   be   expected   even   though   he’d   not   expected   it   so   soon.   it   wouldn’t   have   been   unlike   her   to   wait   until   a   better   moment,   until   she’d   catch   him   as   off   guard   as   he   had   caught   her   ;         with   vanilla   ice   cream   smeared   across   her   cheek.   of   course   it   was   vanilla.   orange   likes   classics.   orange   likes   anna   even   more   …   when   red   velvet   kisses   his   jawline   he   can’t   even   be   angry–   just   smiles   dumbly   and   idiotically   and   foolishly   and   …

tongue   connects   with   stubble   and   skin   and   he   almost   drops   the   cone   still   held   in   his   left   hand   at   that.   rayban   shades   are   all   that   he   has   to   disguise   the   red   that   grows   on   his   face   in   response   to   the   rapid   beating   of   his   heart.   damn   him   for   being   so   pale.   coy   fingers   find   her   lower   back   to   draw   her   in   just   that   much   more–   the   touch   of   lips   against   lips   calming   him   where   a   silk   tongue   made   him   feel   nervous.   “   uh   …   yeah.   yeah,   now   for   sure.   “   

he   steals   another   kiss.   still   holds   her.   holds   her   close   enough   that   when   he   turns   his   head   he   can   stretch   a   little   and   reach   the   ice   cream   she   is   holding   with   his   tongue.   licks.   once.   twice.   before   kissing   her   again.   “   mm.   not   sure   which   one   i   like   better   …   “   he   is   teasing.   obviously.   but   …   perhaps   it   would   be   wiser   to   finish   the   ice   cream   at   home.   now   that   he’s   been   forgiven   … ( x )        @petitmortes

[samandhi]

Pele vermelha, alma sanguínea

Pele vermelha, alma sanguínea

Menina da pele vermelha

de personalidade sanguínea, alma poética, porém, sanguínea.

A excitação, o sangue. Isto aqui não é uma tentativa de fazer um texto sexy, não mesmo, muito menos carnificina ou menstruação.

Esse é um  diário de bordo, e as vezes ele vem recheado de cores, sabores, texturas e memórias.

A excitação tenta abolir aquilo que não é privado, abolir sobre tudo a perspectiva.

A…

[avosloved]

petitmorts replied to your post: i can’t believe my daughter really be out here...

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SWEATS NERVOUSLY!!!

[elivaqar-blog]

water me felicia i'll die

   ❝ U-Um — I don’t have any water, but I could pour some tea on you if you want?  ❞

[petitmortes]

she   plays   the   game,    she   keeps   her   mouth   shut        –        she   stays   alive.        because   the   best   way   to   hide   a   wolf,    to   keep   people   feeling   safe,    is   to   make   them   think   it's   just   a   well   trained   dog. 

sansa   stark        ,      as   written   on    #petitmortes.     book   canon    ,    headcanon   based        –        house   of   the   dragon   verse   available       ,       alternate   universe    ,    crossover    ,       and   original   character   friendly.        does   not   acknowledge   any   show   canon.        faceclaimed   as   the   lovely   hannah   dodd. 

[champ1ons]

‎ִ   ‎🏆   ׄ   ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉʳ ᶜᵃˡˡ     ⎯⎯     ᶠᵉᵃᵗ. ᵃⁿⁿᵃ ʲᵃʸ   ‎ִ     ⌣

         “     there’s     literally      NO     REASON      to     be     nervous      anna.        i       ᴩʀᴏᴍɪꜱᴇ      you      i     don’t     bite.       “