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    Captain Buckley, who is steady, who has his shit together, who definitely does not recognize his new probie because he spent a night eight years ago with his hands in that man's hair whispering things against his skin that would get him fired on the spot if anyone in this building ever found out.

    "You must be Eddie Diaz." His hand goes out. Not shaking, by some miracle that deserves its own cathedral, its own patron saint, the patron saint of men who are dying inside and shaking hands about it. "Welcome to the 118. It’s nice to meet you, I’m Captain Buckley."

    Eddie takes his hand. A firm grip, calloused in places Buck doesn't remember, but Buck's skin recognizes him anyway, every nerve, all at once.

    "Captain." Eddie's voice is level, pleasant, perfectly neutral, and Buck would buy it completely if he couldn't see the tension bolted into Eddie's shoulders. "Thanks for having me." A beat. "You got a first name, Captain Buckley?"

    "Evan. But most people just call me Buck."

    "Buck," Eddie repeats, tasting it, dragging it out, and Buck's stomach drops through the floor. "Suits you."

    Or,
    Captain Buckley WILL NOT fuck his new probie, okay? At least, not again.

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    23 Feb 2026

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    I came for the age gap and stayed for the angsty smut. This is absolutely fantastic.

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    "So," Bruce says, accent firmly in place, broad enough to drive a truck through, "are you gonna let me take a look at the goods, or what?"

    (Written for Kryptonite Week Day 3: pink kryptonite.)

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    08 Jul 2025

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    Wow, this is beautiful.
    There is not much more I can say that the commenter didn't already say but the way you subverted the homophobic idea of pink kryptonite into such a very well written fic of Clark's discovery/exploration of his sexuality is incredible.

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    Steve stares at Eddie, who looks back with attentive, unassuming eyes. “Okay, so,” Steve says, transparently stalling for time. “You want me to come with you on a romantic holiday you booked with your girlfriend?”

    Danny doesn’t say anything to correct Steve in any way, shape or form. “It’ll be fun,” he offers up.

    Or: Steve goes with Danny to Kauai, where they encounter sun, sea, relaxation, feral chickens, a James Bond marathon and the huge, nine-year-old elephant in the room.

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    14 Apr 2025

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    Great Steve/Danny, so fluffy and almost no Angst but still à lot of pining, exactement what I like. The chickens are kind of (evil) side character of this fic

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    In the three years since Chuck was defeated, life has gotten better for Dean Winchester in so many ways. He opened his own business fixing vintage cars, bought a nice house by a lake, he adopted the world's best dog. Sam and his family live right next door. He's come to terms with things about himself he previously kept hidden. But there's a gaping hole in his life. This is how it gets filled.

    (I'm bad at summaries)

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    07 Nov 2024

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    Very good character study and certain fic.
    Love the OCs and Dean's portrayal, can't wait for Cas to show up.

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    When Obi-Wan got back from Naboo, things were...different. The Jedi council had never been so cold to him, but his friends were the same as ever. Grappling with the death of his Master and the young boy he'd promised to raise, he didn't have much time to reflect on it. If he fought hard against the rising darkness, he could beat it back and only use the light. If he closed his eyes in front of the mirror, he didn't have to see their new yellow color. If he just ignored it, it would all go away.
    Right?

    (Obi-Wan kills Maul on Naboo. This changes everything and nothing.)

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    20 Sep 2024

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    This so good, I was captivated from the first word. Definitly in the Top 5 of Star Wars fanfic and definitly one of the best fanfic I have read in general.
    While I do like Sithywan, sometimes I don't feel like Evil!Obi-Wan simply because he is too precious. But this story hits all the spots because while he is a Sith, he is still soooo good. The Promise, the execution, the writing - all incredible.