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Standing near the wall, surrounded by what looked like a group of total fratty jockish dudes, was a man. A very fine man. He looked a few years younger than me, with brown hair that fell all over his head in an artfully messy way that looked like he might have just rolled out of bed, but you knew was done on purpose. He had thick, pretty lips that were made for sin, stretching into a delicious smile that showed even teeth. Dimples. Fuck me ..
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Then Rico said, "Okay, like. No offense, papi. You know I love you. Bros for life, and all that. But did you go a little nuts in your head from the mystical moon magic? Because it seems like you went a little nuts in your head from the mystical moon magic."
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MARK SAID, "I knew. From the very first day, I knew that you were made for something great. I am proud to call you my friend and pack." CARTER SAID, "I hope you're ready for werewolf stamina. Like, for real. You're going to be sore. For days." KELLY SAID, "I really wish I hadn't heard Carter say that. I need to pour bleach on my brain. For days." I"
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For want of my father, I was lost.
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a4d80cf
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Even after two days, I can see that there are so many sides to him...There's times he exudes such strength that it threatens to knock me flat...Those are the times that I do believe he is an angel, that I do believe he guards us as he says he does. Then there are his other sides, most specifically when he seems unsure, hesitant...His wonder is almost childlike in its mien. He sees things I no longer can because it is as if he's experiencing..
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And if there is one last thing I would have you know before we reach these final pages, it's that sometimes, no matter how hard we try, no matter how hard we want it to be so, sometimes there is no such a thing as happy ending. This is my ending. This is how i burn.
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fantasy-fiction
love
tragic
tragic-love-story
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The big kid hasn't said anything yet. 'I do like hearing myself talk,' I say, 'only because I have a lot of neat things to say, but eventually the conversation will run out in, like, four or five years, and then where will we be?' Wonder of all wonders, he cracks a little smile. I don't blame him. I am pretty funny.
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humor
little-guys
m-m-romance
start-of-something-amazing
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1f08d71
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Ryan shrugged. "You're adorable. With your angry glitter." And Gary blushed. His whole face. Never before in the strange and sordid history of our super-best friendship had I ever seen him blush."
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ryan
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b84d9d1
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You sound like a young person. You are probably all hip to the lingo the kids use these days." "You and I are the same age, Mr. Tiberius."
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a823a85
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This boy, this man was the sun, bright and all-consuming. The animal in me roared to be freed. Elizabeth Bennett whispered, "Go." I went. I"
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I'm sorry. Were you just speaking to me? I apologize most profusely. I was distracted by the size of the sweat stains under your arms. Are you overly warm today? It seems unlikely given the cold, dead heart that surely beats in your chest.
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tina
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eb8fa0d
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Well, now," Mrs. Havisham said, all but purring as she leaned forward, ample cleavage on display. "You've grown up, haven't you? Tell me, Gustavo. What are your thoughts on having an experienced lover?" "Not many," Gus said. "In fact, none at all. Also? I came out when I was thirteen. You were there. As was the whole town. Pastor Tommy announced it at the Fall Harvest Festival. On stage. Into a microphone. There was apple pie afterward." "S..
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Boys can wear makeup," Tiggy said. "Not just for women. That a social construct." I"
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If you had told Gus even a week ago that a bow tie worn by a bearded guy who could pull off a man bun, for fuck's sake, would be the beginning of his downfall, most likely he would have glowered at you until you returned to the pit from which you had crawled with the sole purpose of saying something ridiculous.
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a441b5a
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Are you trying to protect me?" I asked, starting to get slightly pissed. "Dude. Knock it off. You're not my knight in shining armor. You're a dick in dented tin."
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I ground my teeth as I bit back words I knew would hurt. That was the danger with knowing and loving others. You always knew things about them to throw back in their faces.
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7202b0a
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Don't be difficult, Bear. It's unattractive.
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T.J. Klune |
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eb8a7b5
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Bear, I think having sand in your butt crack must be really uncomfortable. Maybe you should go change your clothes. You don't want to catch sand crabs. What's the point of getting crabs when you weren't having any fun doing it?
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fceee42
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and every time I saw him in the hall, I couldn't help but think, There goes Captain Hook,
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bea6abd
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Normal Seven went to Heaven where he immediately tripped and fell! God said, 'Gee you're too Normal for me' and sent him straight to hell!
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bbf30b4
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I am a strong, independent unicorn, and I will not take your shit.
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f1a6a73
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When Big Eddie left, I only worried about how it affected me. I didn't worry about the others. I was selfish. Self-centred. I took to the river and let myself float on its waters. I didn't care if I drowned. I didn't care what became of me. I was hurt, I was angry, and I didn't care what that meant for the future. I just wanted everything to stop.
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Gus, dressed in the finest button-down shirt he could find in his house (plain white--Pastor Tommy had worn it when he was trying to infiltrate a Young Republicans meeting, only to have been found out, as he was neither young nor a Republican). He also found a bright pink tie to be his splash of color. He wore his slacks from work and a pair of loafers that he hoped would be considered sensible. "I look like a gay Mormon missionary," he lam..
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I told the Kid I thought Wednesday was Latin for Satan, and that we probably shouldn't do it then because it might be bad luck. The Kid then proceeded to tell me what the word Wednesday actually means and where it came from (apparently it's Middle English for Wednes dei, the day of the English God Woden--how the hell he knows these things, I'll never know). He then said to stop being such a girl.
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the-kid
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5bdb3f5
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You should have just gone with the crazy guy in the bar, the voice said. No shit. Any ideas? Yeah: don't die. Thanks.
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'But it's weird, right? It's like we're a gay bug zapper and all the gays keep flocking to us because they think we're bright and shiny, but all I want to do is electrocute most of them because they annoy the crap out of me with their high-pitched whining.'
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Two minutes and fourteen seconds later, he'd somehow gotten trapped in a black hole on a site called Tumblr that led to porn of a most enthusiastic variety, if the faces of the six people on the screen had any measure. Gus may have shrieked slightly when one of the pornographic actors, a large Caucasian male with exuberant-looking nipples, glared at one of the females, gave a cocky smirk, and said, "I'm gonna get yo mouth pregnant." Gus sla..
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204ed0c
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What, the glass is half-full instead of half-empty? Bullshit. What they don't tell you is that regardless of how full the glass is, it's filled with acid, and you'll burn your face off.
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who-we-are
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704a4d6
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Everything is so vast. It's humbling to remember just how small we really are.
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ae702e9
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If you're not done in that minute, I will describe in excruciating detail that one time my hoof got stuck in Kevin's asshole. You understand me?" I"
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I can't wait for the day when you tell me you've got the clap." He cocks his head to the side. "That's what you can't wait for? Out of everything in the world, that's what you can't wait for? Bear, that's just sad. And very, very mean of you. Just for that, if I do get the clap, I am going to pee in your mouth while you are sleeping, and then you can have the clap with me." He starts grabbing his crotch and moaning, and I laugh and try to g..
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32b4dd3
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He gave me a lot, but it would have never been enough." He looks thoughtful as he gazes back down at me. "It would never have been enough," he tells me," because it would never have been you."
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I totally don't love you too, Papa Bear," and then his mouth is on mine, and for a moment, that blissful feeling is back, but this time it's accompanied by something else, something that feels strangely like the sun."
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b5b5028
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Bear? What am I?" I sigh. "My brother." He cocks an eyebrow. "My big brother." "Damn right. And what do my parents have in abundance?" "A tolerance for someone like you?" He glares at me. I sigh again. "Disposable income." "And who just made a big speech about family and love and other gay things?" Goddammit. "Me."
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Do you see the mark on his neck?" I asked her. She nodded tightly. "The raven." "Do you know what that means?" "Yes." "Then you know I would do anything for him." "Would you?" she asked. "Why now? Why after all this time?" "Because if this is the end," I said as honestly as I could, "he needed to know that I never stopped loving him." --
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3bbde97
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Richard Collins had only taken weeks to destroy the little boy I'd known. He was this shell, okay? This empty shell, and I didn't know how to fix it. And then, Ox. Oh, and then there was you." She"
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dada7bf
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Sam never gonna find a boyfriend," Tiggy said. "No one gonna take his flower." "Don't talk about my flower!"
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tiggy
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1f98833
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Sam said he doesn't have time for a boyfriend, much less Knight Delicious Face." "Remind me why you call him that?" Pete asked. "Uh, pretty simple, Pete," I said. "He's a knight. And his face is delicious."
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pete
sam
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82f407c
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The bastard. How dare he? I was drowning in a fucking river that he was still attempting to save me from, and he was telling me he was going to push me back in and hold me under. My father's death had nearly destroyed me. Cal's death would finish me.
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grief
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T.J. Klune |
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4634db8
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Muscles. (Not that I could see them under the knight's armor, but I had a very vivid imagination and I was not ashamed to use it.)
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T.J. Klune |
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fe68dbe
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Fifteen-year-old Sam had seen twenty-year-old Ryan for the first time and had immediately run upstairs and jerked off. It had been a revolutionary and enlightening experience that essentially answered the question that yes, I was indeed very, very gay.
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c508945
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So I said, "Hey, Joe," and hoped it was a start. He was startled. He opened and closed his mouth a few times. He made a growling noise deep in his chest, a low rumble that made my skin itch. It was pleased, that sound, like even just me saying his name was enough to make him happy. For all I knew, it was. It cut off as quickly as it started. He looked faintly embarrassed. I scuffed my foot in the dirt, waiting. He said, "Hey, Ox." He cleare..
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b3d9106
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Instead I said, "Flora Bora Slam, mothercrackers."
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T.J. Klune |
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3e79567
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Oh dear gods. I think my underwear just fell off." "Nicole," Tina hissed. "Keep your comments to yourself! Be a respectable fucking lady, for fuck's sake!"
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tina
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