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There are cops in the ED when Dennis arrives for his shift.
Not necessarily unusual, sure, but he could've done without the unwelcome news that there's a knife-wielding maniac on the loose in their immediate vicinity.
Figures this would happen on a Monday.
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Or
Dennis gets stabbed
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- Part 2 of Physician's Desk Reference
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14 Mar 2026
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the many tiny ways dr frank langdon touches dr mel king
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- Part 1 of kismet sinking in (second nature)
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18 Feb 2026
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You alright there? You’re shivering?” Robby asked, watching the patient being hauled away.
“Uhh, yeah. I’m just cold, I ruined all my undershirts with bodily fluids. Not my own! Patients bodily fluids…” Dennis chuckled.
“Okay, look, I’m already overheating. Just take my jacket,” Robby said, unzipping his sweatshirt…
(And go check out my three other Hucklerobby fics ^^)
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14 Feb 2026
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Gale has a crush on the cute barista that makes his morning coffee every day, and can't quite believe it when the man seems to return his interest.
It's just difficult to understand why he won't talk to him in person.
Bloodweave Brainrot's 31 Gays of Summer - Day 31 - Language Barrier
*Now with additional Part 2 - Cacophony*
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- Part 31 of 31 Gays of Summer 2024 - Haarlec
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21 May 2025
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Astarion lets his eyes slip closed, the words soaking into him. “Poor little Chosen,” he teases, studying the faint lines of the orb as they trickle down from his under eye. “He doesn’t know how to do anything but worship.”
“Let me show you. Please.”
“I like it when you beg.”
“Astarion.” His name is like honey, like chocolate, like wine. Something decadent, every syllable indulged. “I’ve already availed you of one of my talents this evening—“
“Cocky.”
“—and I am eager to avail you of another.”
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18 May 2025