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To: Brendon Park
From: Keith Nolan
Subject: Re: Emma
Her living with you would honestly make me feel a lot better. Then at least you’re there if she needs help with something.
To: Keith Nolan
From: Brendon Park
Subject: Re: Emma
I’m not babysitting your adult daughter, Keith.
To: Brendon Park
From: Keith Nolan
Subject: Re: Emma
I know. But you know what I mean.
You’ve known her forever. I trust you.
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26 May 2026
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Emma Nolan is just trying to survive her new job in the Pitt.
After she was attacked on her first day, getting stronger seemed like a good idea.
Developing a gym crush on an arrogant, brutally honest ortho resident who won’t stop correcting her?
Less so.
Especially when he’s right about everything.
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Brendon Park is just trying to finish his residency and leave Pittsburgh behind.
He has a fellowship in California, a plan, and no intention of getting attached to anything—or anyone—here.
Taking an interest in a nurse from the ED who always seems to be training next to him?
Ill-advised.
Especially when he can’t seem to stop spotting her.
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12 May 2026
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“What, um,” she swallows and pushes her braid back over her shoulder with her other hand, “what are you doing?” Her voice wavers, and she hates that he might hear it. Hates that he might be able to read her mind—she’s never been good at hiding her emotions, they’re always painted plainly on her face.
“One, I need to hold onto something,” he explains, leaving no room for questions, “and two, I don’t want you to jump away from me while you help.”
“Help?” Emma slowly raises her eyes to meet his.
“Yes, help,” he says flatly, blue eyes boring into hers so intensely she’s sure he can tell what she’s thinking. “I can’t suture with one hand. I need you to be the other one.”
“I–I’m not sure I’m the best person for this,” she glances over her shoulder, looking to signal Donnie or someone who’s actually good at sutures. Her brain scrambles for an out, something to ground herself, to slow this down. “I’ve barely been here a month and—”
“And I’ve been doing this for twenty years, so you’ll be safe with me.”
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10 Apr 2026
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“So ditch him,” comes out of his mouth before any critical thinking takes place. He holds out his hand. “Have dinner with me.”
“What?” Emma’s eyes widen. “That’s okay, I’m—I can take the bus back home.”
It’s clear from her tone she thinks the offer is just because her date stood her up and he feels bad. A miscommunication that must be rectified as soon as possible. Brendon doesn’t like being misunderstood.
He lets himself look her over, take in her bare legs, her short dress, the way the straps drape over her collarbones. “Dressed like that? No you can’t.” Impatiently, he reasserts that she should take his hand.
“Really,” she pleads, eyes wide and shining with emotion, “just go home. I’m fine.”
“I know you are.” That’s not the point.
It gives her pause. Two little lines appear between her eyebrows, adorably furrowed in confusion. “I—you what?”
He softens. “I know you’re okay. I’m asking you to dinner because I want to take you to dinner.”
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Bookmarked by Chandlar16
24 Mar 2026
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NOW COMPLETE!
Hermione was just trying to have a normal Tuesday: feed her overly dramatic cat, open a definitely-dangerous ancient armoire, ignore Cormac McLaggen until he wanders off to do whatever it is useless men do.Instead, she got: A surprise heist, four suspiciously well-coordinated intruders in designer cloaks, one ancient book radiating “murder me” vibes and a front-row seat to what can only be described as a magical boyband breakup under extreme stress.
Inside the warehouse: Chaos, spells, and a near-bludgeoning featuring one decorative bust. Outside the warehouse: Harry Potter with 36 Aurors, a plan held together with sellotape and rage, and Ron Weasley seconds from committing murder on live Prophet coverage.
It’s like Ocean’s Eleven had a baby with Die Hard and gave it a wand, a trauma bond, and a lot of feelings no one is emotionally equipped to handle. The intruders say they want the cursed object. Hermione suspects what they really need is group therapy, juice boxes, and a very long nap.
The Vault is: 50% tension 30% sarcasm 20% bad decisions and 100% one Gryffindor witch with a coin-based panic button saving her own damn life while the wizards argue about tactical logistics.
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01 Feb 2026