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Being an R2 is great. Dennis is a real doctor, with an amazing boyfriend, and the best coworkers ever who have become family. The ER is still chaotic, and the days are long, and people manage to injure themselves in more creative ways than he ever could have imagined, but he finally feels like he's got his feet under him. Until the ER gods decide to remind him that "not much surprises me anymore" is a challenge on par with using the Q word on a full moon.
Or, a venomous snake is loose in the emergency room. Of course, this is Dennis's problem.
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Lately I've Been Spiraling by IAmMOC
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types
18 Jun 2026
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He refused to let his hands tremble when he removed his mask. The world shone brighter without it, and he blinked down at the ground.
“Skywalker,” he said, slowly meeting Obi-Wan's gaze. “Anakin Skywalker.”
Obi-Wan looked as if he'd seen a ghost. His complexion whitened, eyes blinking owlishly a few times. “Anakin?” he asked, as if he couldn’t believe it was him.
His name, spoken in his former Master's sharp accent, sounded like a symphony.
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OR: After a year of Padawanship under Obi-Wan Kenobi, the Council decides that Anakin is too volatile. They reassign him to be re-evaluated for another role within the Order. Anakin believes that Obi-Wan agreed with this decision: he harbors his feelings of betrayal and hurt as the years go by. He eventually becomes a Temple Guard, believing he has now found his spot in life.
But then the Temple Guards are appointed to the Attack Battalions when the Clone Wars break out, and Anakin is forced to face his old Master again when he gets assigned to the 212th.
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- Part 13 of Drabbles/Short fics
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"Oh, Huck...What are you gonna tell Robby?"
"I'm not."
Trinity's head shot up, and she stared at him wildly.
"Maybe I didn't hear you right-"
"I'm not telling him."
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Dennis Whitaker is diagnosed with a terminal illness and tries to hide it from his partner
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“Come here, kid.” One of Robby’s hands catches Dennis’s and lands against his sternum, trapping his arm against his chest, while the other stays in his hair, fingers winding into damp curls. Dennis’s attention is everywhere and panicked. He catches a flash of Perlah readying the needle and a desperate sound punches out of him.
“Nope, don’t look at that,” Robby says, using the hand in his hair to force his head back, angling his vision away from the commotion and up towards him. Dennis’s eyes lock onto his, pupils blown wide. “Look at me. Yep, good. I’m right here. You’re doing so good, honey. Just keep those eyes on me.”
The IV tourniquet snaps into place and panic flashes anew in Dennis’s face. ”Robby—”
“I know. It’s just Dana and Perlah. We’re just pushing some fluids, no more drugs. You’re safe.” Out of the corner of his eye, Robby can see Perlah speeding through what has to be the fastest IV placement of her career, Dana keeping her grip on Dennis’s hand to stop him from jerking away. Dana shoots him a glance of warning and Robby tightens his hold. “Okay, quick poke now. Still just us. Deep breath, Dennis. I've got you."
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Dennis gets drugged by a patient and has a bad trip.
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Dennis Whitaker grew up learning that love could hurt—and that silence was the only way to survive it.
On a quiet farm in Broken Bow, the only place he ever found peace was a hidden lake beyond the apple trees. It was there he met Derek, his first love, a boy who made him believe in something more. In escape. In freedom. In a life beyond the one chosen for him.
But when their secret is discovered, Dennis is forced into an impossible choice—one that will follow him for the rest of his life.
Sent away to be “fixed,” he learns how to bury what he’s done. How to silence desire. How to become someone else.
Years later, he’s still trying to walk the path he was given.
But when he meets two men who make him question everything he thought he had buried— maybe the right path was never meant to be straight.