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Welcome to Kinktober. Apparently, we’re starting this month with Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, his lifelong rival, one Viking harvest festival, enough pheromones to constitute an environmental hazard, and the ancient romantic tradition of “I don’t like you, I just need to beat you at literally everything.” Yes, our first story is rivals to lovers. At Samhain. With bonfires, mead, courtship rituals, competitive idiots, meddling dragons, and two people who have spent years confusing sexual tension with the desire to commit aggravated assault. Personally, I give the denial until sundown. Happy Kinktober, everybody. 🎃 We’re one story in. God help us.