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  1. Rec 9

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    John looked at him and said, “Hey, Buck. Tell me something.”

    Gale, obliging because it cost him nothing, said, “Yeah? What do you wanna know?”

    “Tell me the worst thing you ever did.”

    “Bucky.” Gale was looking at him with attention now, trying to figure out his angle. “What?”

    “Come on, Buck, gimme a baseline here. What’s the worst thing you ever did? You tell me and I’ll tell you.”

    In a brief rush of careless honesty, Gale said, “Got bucked off a horse when I was a kid. Probably that."

    “Yeah, that’s you, Buck! That’s you. Jesus, bud. Worst thing you ever did was fuckin’ fall down.”

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    11 Apr 2026

  2. Rec 17

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    The whales are there for only a few minutes, surfacing once more and then never coming back up as the light fades to an inky black night, nothing but the ship's lights creating a halo of visibility around them. Winter clouds above, there are no stars to differentiate the sky from the sea. It's a cold, unsettling feeling, and John’s hairs are rising on the back of his neck, Alice rolling over waves he can’t even see. A speck of life dropped off the end of the world.

    “Entering the crab grounds now, boys. Everybody on deck to load those pots and drop ‘em down.”

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    An au posed by the simple question: What if you took the enduring love of John and Gale and combined it with the hit 2005 show Deadliest Catch.

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    10 Apr 2026

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    24 Mar 2026

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    23 Mar 2026

  5. Rec 62

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    There is a coyote who follows John Egan through the scrublands of New Mexico. A pale-eyed, pale-furred, washed-out shape against the desert night. Limbs too long and paws dexterous as it lopes just out of sight. Sometimes it stood upright, mouth lolling open wet and pink and full of teeth. Sometimes it is a man too, still furred and broken-limbed but with a maw that could almost form words and hips that narrowed delicately.

    It is never human, but sometimes it is a man.
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    A spooky oooky ghosty Halloween fic. A larger trigger list will be contained inside!

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    20 Feb 2026