#luke lives

[darkcrowprincess]

There needs to be more Luke lives and get redemption arc fics. Like imagine the hilarity of him being part of the seven. People making jokes about this being his karma or part of his probation of keep these 7 adhd hormonal demigods on task of saving the world. Percy understanding Luke hatred of the gods(which Luke still has) the hilarity of Leo and Luke meeting.

[leonanette]

The Man in the Pearl Mask Masterlist

Summary

The Valryan gods foresee what destruction Lucerys Velaryon’s death will bring and decide to intervene. They cannot stop the dragons from dancing but they can change the tune.

Lucerys comes back from the dead thanks to Balerion’s intervention and decides that, since he failed to help his mother’s cause as himself, he should become someone different - the masked, mute, mystery dragonrider known only as Lord Velaryon.

The gods aren’t content with intervening in just one person’s fate, however. Other gods set their eyes on Aemond and work to set him on a different path.

One day, Lucerys and Aemond’s paths will cross again and, when they do, they will be very different people.

Main Fic Chapters:

Divine Intervention

Spectre at the Feast

Death Denied

Tessarion's Work

Brothers Reunited

Grounded by a Ghost

Death to the Greens

The Return

Becoming Indispensable

The First Battle

Blood and Cheese

The Bridge Again

Storm's End Again

The Papers

Syrax's Best Work

Chaos in King's Landing

The Morning After

The Road to Battle

The Miracle at Duskendale

Facing the Music

Many Councils

The Night Ghouls

The Red Fork

A Plot is Hatched

Madness and Mutiny

Rhaena Rises

The Mercies

The War Sept

Changing Course

The Trap and the Lance

Tumbleton

The Negotiations

A Secret Meeting

Larys Returns

A Debt Repaid

Shipbreaker Bay Again

The White Worm and the Woodswitch

A Letter from an Enemy

The Princess Returns

The Chase

Cloak of Gold and Cloak of Silver

The Search

The Awful Truth

The Punishment

The Highgarden Ball 

Silence and Defiance 

Family in Name Only

The Deep Breath

Harrenhal's Revenge 

Ride of the Golden Dread

The Last Few Miles

Night at Acorn Hall

High Heart

Harrenhal Again

The Golden Tooth

A Storm Passing

No Way Out 

The Trial

Meleys' Best Work

Plots and Counterplots

Ultimatum

The Last Battle

Epilogue

The Valyrian Gods

Character Profiles

Syrax

Balerion

Tessarion

Vermax

Vhagar

Meleys

Family Tree and Creation Myth

Spin Offs, Deleted Scenes and More

Portrait of Lord Velaryon by hrgves

The Blue Poppy Dreams

Vermax used the last of the blue death poppy to allow the dead to contact Aemond through dreams. This is the counsel they have to offer him.

Deleted Scenes

Stuff and nonsense too good not to write but not good enough to make the fic.

How Vermax Won His Wager

Alternative title: Valyrian Gods Behaving Badly

There's nothing more dangerous than a bored Valyrian god and Vermax is getting very bored in King's Landing indeed. So, when his friend, Gaelithox, offers up a friendly wager, he can't resist the opportunity to cause chaos among the greens.

Be prepared for a maiden made of clouds, a King getting turned into a horse for five minutes and all sorts of other godly hijinks.

Policy of Truth

Alternative title: What would have happened if I wrote the fic after watching Episode 1 of Season 2.

An AU within the 'Man in the Pearl Mask' AU, taking place around Chapter 15.

The Valyrian Gods are working to turn Aemond against his family by showing him the ugly truth about them. But, Vermax is saving the ugliest truth until last because he knows that seeing his mother and the man he once admired having a sordid affair would break him. And, Vermax also knows that he can use that to his advantage...

Playlist

This is an ever-growing playlist made up of my ideas and suggestions from my lovely commenters. I'll always open for more suggestions so please don't hesitate to comment with yours!

Fire and Ice by Nerdout (suggested by RoAKing0fShadows)

Back from the Dead by Skillet (suggested by RoAKing0fShadows)

The Dominoes Fall by Dario Marianelli

Mirage by OneRepublic (suggested by RoAKing0fShadows)

Firestarter by The Prodigy

(spoilers for Chapter 19 incoming) No Bullets Fly by Sabaton

Night Witches by Sabaton

Molossus by James Newton Howard

No Light, No Light by Florence and the Machine (suggested by cryptid_corvid)

Silly Tumblr posts

Just a collection of stuff and nonsense.

Chapter 16 in GIFs

My Snarkiest Author's Notes (without context)

The Valyrian Gods during Chapter 35 of The Man in the Pearl Mask

Me being a Sabaton fan in ‘The Man in the Pearl Mask’ - Part 1

The Valyrian Gods betting on what Luke will do next

Details

Rating:

Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning:

Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Fandoms:

House of the Dragon (TV)

A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin

Relationships:

Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen/Lucerys Velaryon (Son of Rhaenyra) ; Cregan Stark/Jacaerys Velaryon ; Baela Targaryen/Helaena Targaryen

Characters:

Lucerys Velaryon (Son of Rhaenyra) ; Aemond "One-Eye" Targaryen ; Balerion the Valyrian God (A Song of Ice and Fire ; Syrax the Valyrian God (A Song of Ice and Fire) ; Valyrian Gods (A Song of Ice and Fire) ; Aegon II Targaryen ; Alicent Hightower ; Helaena Targaryen; Daeron Targaryen (Son of Viserys I) ; Alys Rivers of House Strong ; Jacaerys Velaryon ; Cregan Stark ; Daemon Targaryen ; Otto Hightower ; Laenor Velaryon ; Rhaenyra Targaryen ; Rhaenys Targaryen Velaryon ; Baela Targaryen ; Rhaena Targaryen (Daughter of Daemon) ; Tyraxes the God (ASoIaF) ; Vermithor | Jaehaerys I Targaryen's Dragon ; Silverwing | Alysanne Targaryen's Dragon ; Corlys "The Sea Snake" Velaryon ; Erryk Cargyll ; Floris Baratheon ; Borros Baratheon

Additional Tags:

Fix-It ; Secret Identity ; Ghosts ; Shakespeare References ; Slow Burn ; Eventual Romance ; Other Additional Tags to Be Added ; Body Horror ; Blood and Gore ; Vermax the Valyrian God ; Tessarion the Valyrian God ; Lucerys Velaryon (Son of Rhaenyra) Lives ; Aged-Up Character(s) ; Not Beta Read ; Nightmares ; Minor Cregan Stark/Jacaerys Velaryon ; Sabaton References ; Minor Baela Targaryen/Helaena Targaryen

[staringatthetwinsuns]

February Words #20: Coast

coast (verb): to move along without or as if without further application of propulsive power (as by momentum or gravity)

Sometimes, when the weight of the world is too much, Luke Skywalker just... drifts away.

ANGST.

Part of my prompt challenge for February, featuring a happy (-er than the sequel trilogy) OT3, Kylo Ren-free future.

But this one is really just angst, and stands alone.

Read on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/13745541

Or here:

~40 ABY~

Sometimes, when the weight of the world is too much, Luke Skywalker just… drifts away.

He takes his X-wing out to orbit. Cuts the engines. And then cuts himself free from the Force as well.

It scares him in a way, closing off all of his connections. Snapping them shut, one thread at a time, like blocking the com ports on a corrupted vaporator. But when it’s done, and there is nothing but space, and the relic of a ship and her relic of a pilot, Luke finds a kind of comfort in the void.

It is strange to be old, without the Force to bear him. It is strange to feel the weight of all his years. But he is free, as well, of another kind of burden—the voices of the stars inside his head.

It was his father who taught him to do this.

Luke doesn’t want to think, with what he knows of Vader’s life, how it must have felt for him—both the pain and the freedom. The absence of the Dark Side—which, even to Luke, feels like a cool day at the end of a hard summer—but also the presence of a physical body scarred with too many battles. Too much time.

Luke is older now than his father will ever be.

And against the stars, he is very small.

He is also young. No more adult now than he was at nineteen on Tatooine, sure of something bigger. Something more. He is less sure he will find it now. How can he be so old, and still not grown?

He hides it very carefully, from his family. Puts on the face of the Jedi Knight he knows the galaxy wants—needs—to see. He doesn’t tell them how it startles him still, to see his own blue eyes under hair gone as grey as Uncle Owen’s. How incongruous he finds his own hands on the throttle, the synthskin of the right too perfect, the left too gnarled and lined.

He hides this too: that there is no peace. No comfort, even in silence. That although he is happy, although his life is too full, his heart is as lined as his skin.

Luke has lived with this for forty years. He will live with it, perhaps, for forty years longer.

Surrounded by the Force. By life. By love.

But for now, he just floats, with the stars and his X-wing. Both frozen in time and hurtling forward through it. At one with the universe… and also completely alone.

***

“He’s gone again.”

Ben hates when Luke does this.

Leia does too, but she understands. They’ve bought their son a world where he won’t have to know the pain they did. Ben bears his own scars, from his own good work as a Jedi. But he doesn’t know war. She hopes he never will.

“He’ll be back.” She knows this, too, that whether it takes an hour or a day, Luke does what he does not to run from his family, but so he can truly be there for them. He takes his demons out into the stars, to take them away from their home.

It is the same, in a way, as how Leia fills her days with as many people and places as possible. What Leia always tries to drown out, Luke drowns in, then pushes away.

Han squints at the sky. There’s no way he can see it, but he looks for the X-wing all the same. And Leia gets a flash of something—something old and aching, and she knows that, Force or no Force, Han gets it too.

“Come on.” Leia loops her arm through his. “The house still needs work, before the kids come to destroy it.”

Ben fakes a scowl. “Hey. They’re not that messy.”

“They just take after their father.” Leia smiles.

“Yeah,” Han says, but he keeps looking back over his shoulder.

“Don’t worry,” Leia says. “He’ll be fine. He’s just… clearing out his own cobwebs.”

***

As if on cue, something sparks in the sky. New connections, the purr of an engine coming back to life after being stalled. It sputters a little, scored and scorched by the decades, but slowly, it starts to move forward.

Perhaps its best battles are behind it. Perhaps they aren’t. It has a cargo to carry, either way. And as it enters the atmosphere, its console lights up with incoming transmissions. Friendly voices, welcoming it home.