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Lucerys dies in a dragon chase during a storm. He wakes back in his bed safe in Dragonstone on the eve of Vaemond Velaryon calling his legitimacy into question. All goes as it did before. Well, except for one major difference.
AKA Luke dies and gets transported to an A/B/O verse
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After the war ends, Luke spends his days as a prisoner, yearning to see his little siblings again. Aemond wants him to show some good will. They come to an agreement.
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Aemond blackmails Luke to show him his tits so he can see Aegon and Viserys
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“When everything is settled, and my mother takes her rightful place on the throne, you can have my eye.”
Oh. “You want me to fight for her?”
“I wouldn’t trust you not to turn on us the instant you’re back on Vhagar,” Lucerys said, smiling slightly. “No, I want you to lie with me. And lie with me well.”
Aemond tilted his head. “Very well. What lies shall we tell?”
“That I am in love with you.”
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In which Aemond and Lucerys become the first pair of fated mates in over a century and they decide to play along, for now. Just until their goals are achieved. -
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The doctor asks him about something. Scent, instinct, Captain Rogers. He needs a moment to process the thought, to make the connection and there’s a weak memory coming up in his mind, where he feels a pull toward the man on the bridge – man on the bridge, man on the bridge, where has he heard that before – and he remembers the shudder going through his whole body – he has to hurt him, has to punch the life right out of him because there’s no other explanation for this feeling, what else should it mean.
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- Part 1 of This is where I belong
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i feel your need, i taste your pain by Miralana
Fandoms: A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin
07 Mar 2026
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“Think clearly, brother. Don’t be a fool. You are too young to remain alone. If you feel you cannot mate while I remain alone and unfucked, choose someone for me.” He leans forward, rubs his cheek against Baelor’s clothed shoulder. “I will gladly be put on my back if it brings you peace.” Gladly is a stretch of course. The things he does for his brother. For the realm. If his dam could see him, she’d be struck down in surprise and joy.
“No.” The words barely pass his lips, the way Baelor’s teeth are pressed together. One of his hands reaches for Maekar, digging into the fabric of his sleeve, then his thigh.
“I cannot bear to see you with another. Not again.”
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After Valarr's and Matarys' death, King Baelor needs an heir. Luckily, he has a brother willing to provide one.