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    Jaime ran through the halls of Casterly Rock, ducking and weaving deftly between servants and distant relatives, only stopping to help right the poor maid who nearly got knocked over by him before he was off again in the direction of his father’s solar.

    Seven years he has lived in this life, a world so familiar and so foreign, and he’s made it his own. He knows the story, and he knows what will happen, but there are a few things that he can try to change.

    Like this.

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    A self-insert into Jaime Lannister, except this is a normal guy who doesn't know how a printing press works and just wants to raise kittens and play with a sword

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    previously: karma is my boyfriend

    “Oh shit,” she sighs. “I’ve been Outlandered.”

    or: Maeve Sinclair slips between worlds and becomes Maeve Targaryen.

    Aemond wants someone to love him and dreams that someone does.

    or: The gods meddle, and the One-Eyed Prince becomes the Prince of Hearts.

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    Ed is not joining the military. He did his stint, sold what soul he had to a genocidal maniac with a heart of gold and followed him for the rest of his life. You don’t get that kind of luck twice. This time around he is staying in the civilian sector, keeping his head down and sharpening his guillotine.

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    You don’t need to be a genius to spot that the only people profiting from this mess are smack dab in the centre, living it up behind three impenetrable walls.

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    When the Trinity Test countdown reaches zero, the atmosphere ignites - ending the whole world in a burst of searing light. Robert dies - and wakes up in a realm as dark as his regrets. Stumbling out of the shadow fold, he steps into a world where everything he thought he knew about the laws of the universe has been upended.

    When the Darkling tests him only for everyone to stare in awe at the sun summoner finally found, Robert is horrified.

    He has become the very thing he regrets to ever having created - a destructive weapon of blinding light.

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    Aleksander felt his heart ache at the familiar realization, a mixture of tenderness and a soft, dull self-pity. He knew it was wrong, foolish of him. Robert wasn’t his, and if it truly was like his moth- Baghra had said, he never would be. It was a feeling he could never act upon. But yet he could not deny it either.

    It wasn’t the realisation of his unrequited feelings for Robert that made him smile with his vision blurring, but it was the fact that he knew that he could never have him. Robert would never want him, never love him back. His mother had been right. He was the black heretic, the scum of the abyss, wanting to look up at the greatest saint, the brightest of them all; looking up from the darkest gutter up to the stars. Oh, he was a foolish one.

    He had actually, truly fallen in love - the thought so loud in his mind like a confession echoing in an empty cathedral.