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hearts were made to fly by gary barkovitch (TOOTHACHESUPREME)
Fandoms: The Long Walk - Richard Bachman
06 Jun 2025
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The thing is, McVries would have stood a chance. He would’ve found Cathy and given her all she needs; he would’ve helped his family and Garraty’s family and maybe everyone else’s too. He would grow up, and the scar on his cheek would fade, and he’d meet another girl – one like Pris, one like Garraty – and they’d be happily ever after. He could have lived.
But not Garraty. No, far from it; Raymond Garraty, number 47, Maine’s Own, has nothing left now.
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“Hey, I’m Minho,” he says. “Nice to meet you.”
Jisung has no excuse for what happens next. He’s been staring straight at Minho’s lips since the second he saw him, so of course he can see it in clear definition when Minho opens his mouth and reveals, amongst various more humanoid features, a full set of fangs.
Instinctively, before he can stop it, Jisung flinches back against the wall. He keeps his breathing in check and tries not to let it show on his face, but he’s sure it does anyway. His thoughts are immediately confirmed in Minho's quiet smirk.
“Your reputation precedes you, Jisung-ah,” he giggles, flashing his fangs again. They’re almost glowing, really. So shiny, and so sharp.
Jisung, notoriously terrified of vampires, meets a hot vampire at a party. What could go wrong?
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- Part 1 of teeth
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Standing in the doorway, backlit by the hallway lamp, wearing Seungmin’s old Nirvana shirt which goes halfway down his legs, Jisung looks closer to an angel than Chris thinks he’s ever seen before, ever will see. All of a sudden he understands Jeongin’s cross necklace.
None of this is ever vocalised, but Jisung hears it just the same. He pads further into the room, leaves the door ajar, steps led by the light beyond it. By the time he’s next to the bed, Chris knows to scoot over and make room. It’s muscle memory for him to open his arms, muscle memory for Jisung to fall into them.
It's been ten years since they first met.
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when shen ricky gets simultaneously dumped and evicted by his now ex-boyfriend, he’s 100% sure his day can’t get any worse - that is, until some dickhead crashes into his motorbike with their 2010 toyota corolla.
*ON HIATUS*
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he supposes it’s hidden somewhere between his teeth, or in the pupils of his eyes, or in the back of his throat when the first thing he says to gyuvin each morning is “hi, qubing,” and not “why aren’t we married yet?”
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Professor Lee. Well-spoken and scarily clever and fifteen years older than Jisung, which should make him want him less, not more, but Jisung wants him so badly. He wants to be wanted by him.
Jisung has a fiction workshop every Wednesday. He also has a hopeless crush on his professor.
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Jisung twists on the couch, eyes wide “we have the opportunity to do something hilarious, babe.”
Minho is sprawled beside him, and he sighs heavily before meeting Jisung’s eyes with a mischievous look. “You know my love language is causing problems. Go ahead.”
(or, the one where Minsung decide to lie about their relationship to their new gaming friends)
Bookmarked by TOOTHACHESUPREME
10 Dec 2024
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made the grave mistake of reading this fic in the middle of the night and multiple times i laughed so loud i may have woken up my family. 10/10 would do again 💞
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“How do you just get roped into a bet for five hundred dollars?” Jisung snorts, sitting back down on the bed with one leg folded up beneath him. He’s still without a shirt, and Minho is having a hard time focusing while his tits are out like that. Jisung’s chest is unfairly sexy.
He forces himself to look in Jisung’s eyes, scowling when he catches the knowing smirk on his face. “I was being judged. He was testing me. That’s not the point—” he swallows the spit pooling in his mouth. “All you have to do is pretend to be my boyfriend for four months.”
“Sorry?” Jisung laughs incredulously, eyebrows shooting up.
“You heard me,” Minho grumbles. This is so fucking stupid. He realizes how stupid this is. “He bet me I couldn’t hold onto a boyfriend for four months. I told him I’m kind of seeing someone already, no big.”
(OR: Minho and his fuckbuddy pretend to date, Minho pretends he's not falling.)
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Jisung smirks at him all slant and cocky, voice thick with confidence. "Want me to sign you an autograph, honey?"
The intimidatingly gorgeous stranger snaps his eyes to him with a gaze that's almost.. challenging? One brow arches beneath his snapback, judgmental and maybe a little amused, and Jisung is struck with a creeping realization that he's finally met his match.
"Actually," the stranger utters, voice cold and flat where it slipped past lips of curved pink, "I'd like to compete with you."
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Nosebleeds, elbow scrapes, bruises all over and the adrenaline high of riding his board at speeds that others could only dream of — that was all Jisung wanted.
What Jisung needed, Minho thought, was to be put in his place.Series
- Part 1 of skate fast, eat ass
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Bookmarked by TOOTHACHESUPREME
11 Oct 2024
Bookmarker's Notes
have only read one chapter and literally know nothing about skateboaring but... the homosexual brainworms... they have embedded themselves in me...
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Mystery Work
Part of teganhidden
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This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!