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    "Pain is a teacher. Fear is a teacher. You should know that. You grew up in the shit, didn't you? You know how the world works."

    "I know bullies when I see 'em."

    Aerion laughed, a breathy, broken sound. He grabbed Dunk’s tie, yanking his head down so their faces were inches apart.

    The unacknowledged tension hit the air like a chemical spill—toxic, acrid, and undeniable.

    "You think you're better than me," Aerion whispered, his gaze dropping to Dunk’s lips, then back to his eyes. "Because you're 'noble.' Because you protect the weak. But you liked hitting me, didn't you?"

    Dunk swallowed. His heart was hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs.

    "No,” he stammered.

    "Liar," Aerion hissed.

    (In which Dunk is hired as a bodyguard for the Targaryen family after punching Aerion.)

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    15 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 54

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    "Resources," Aerion whispered mockingly. "The lunk thinks I need resources."

    "I’m just saying—"

    "Do you know who sits on the board of the University Hospital?" he snapped, his voice rising, sharp as a whip crack. "My uncle Aerys. Do you know who funded the psychiatric wing? My father. Do you know who my primary care physician is? The former Surgeon General of Westeros."

    He unbuckled his seatbelt with a violent click, turning to face Dunk, his eyes wild.

    "You think I haven't tried?!”

    (In which Dunk meets a rich boy who is struggling with an eating disorder.)

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    11 Feb 2026

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    Aerion Targaryen has never met an alpha with a scent that doesn't repulse him. Their harsh, irony scent fills him with disgust and ensures he keeps a far distance from them. That is, until he meets Sir Duncan the Tall. The lowborn knight's scent calls to him, creating a burning fire inside of him that he knows only this brutish knight can quench. Aerion hates it. He is the blood of the dragon, and he doesn't want to give in to his most basic nature. But when he discovers the hedge knight has been spending time around a certain omega puppeteer, he simply can't have that. The dragon does not share what is his.

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    11 Feb 2026

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    Max Verstappen is a billionaire tech king, emotionally constipated, built an empire so no one could ever control him.

    George Russell is a smart mouthed, hoodie wearing hacker, chaos reincarnate who lives on instant noodles and nerve.

    Their worlds collide.

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    06 Feb 2026

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    “I can’t believe I’m giving you advice,” Rowle muttered to himself, running his fingers through his short, sandy blond hair. His blue eyes met the Slytherin Head Boy's stormy gray eyes across the library table that they sat, and a grimace crossed Ravenclaw's face. “Look Riddle, Evans isn’t someone to mess around with. I know he looks nonthreatening, being so short, and thin, like a gust of wind could blow him over; but if you keep fucking with him it’s your funeral.”
    Tom arched an incredulous brow. He looked at seventeen-year-old Theodore Rowle, all six-feet and two inches of him, and compared him to the five-foot-five fifteen-year-old Henry Evans in his mind. The fact that the Ravenclaw was in any way frightened of his small, sylphlike housemate was laughable to him when Theodore was so large and broad-shouldered in comparison. But he was. Noticeably so. Tom didn’t need to use legilimency to see it. “Why are you so afraid of him?” He wondered aloud.
    “Because I’m not stupid,” Rowle scoffed. “We’ve known each other a long time. I know what he’s capable of.”
    Tom leaned forward in his seat, interested. “And praytell, Rowle, just what is Evans capable of?”

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    04 Jan 2026