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This was it. This was the moment he was dreading for ever since Ruben Pallister moved in with them a few years ago. The moment where he sets Ruben off, and he gets beaten to death for it. He tried his hardest never to make it to this point, to be someone Ruben liked — maybe even someone important to him — and yet here he is.
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what if Alby succeeded in outing Niall to Ruben?
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13 Jun 2026
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“Gwen.”
“MJ, listen.”
“No. Are you kidding me?”
“It’s a great idea.”
“It’s a terrible idea,” MJ counters, seeing the smirk on Gwen’s face. “You want me to move in with someone I don’t even know?”
“You’ve met him.”
“Once,” MJ argues but she knows she’s already lost.
Gwen always gets what she wants.
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04 Jun 2026
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Sokka sweeps Zuko off his feet with a blow to the ankles. He whacks his tailbone on the ground, spluttering. Before he can compose himself, Sokka rolls on top of him and pins him to the mud.
“The fight’s never over.” Sokka says. It’s his first win.Bookmarked by gpoylo
29 Apr 2026
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Of all the plans Robby made for his three-month sabbatical, he never expected to end up on his own doorstep, trying to break into his own house.
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02 Apr 2026
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On the eve of what would be remembered as The Hedge Knight, while Lord Beron Stark lay dying of wounds that would not close—
There was Dunk.
A bastard son, born of a woman long forgotten. Tall from the first, broad and solemn, he had been called “Dunk the Tall” in rough jest before ever his blood was set to parchment. The jest faded. The name endured.
Now he was simply Dunk.
The old gods had given him back—not as a shadow in the wolfswood, but in flesh and breath. Stark blood ran cold in his veins. Within him lingered the memories of another life: Ser Duncan the Tall, hedge knight, bearer of battered honor.
And deeper still lay knowledge.
He knew what was coming.
Dunk of Winterfell.
Bastard.
Stark.
Reborn beneath the silent gaze of the old gods—who do not forget, and do not forgive.
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30 Mar 2026