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Yoongi turns his head and stares at him. He stares and stares and thinks if he stares enough, maybe he can figure Hoseok out. Maybe he can understand what this place and the people here have done to him to make him feel so helpless.
Or: Yoongi lives life like a ghost without direction, until he meets his north star at a lonely diner out in the middle of nowhere.
(AU where biker Yoongi meets the beautiful and tortured Hoseok, a waiter at a deserted trucker stop.)Bookmarked by lambswool
25 Sep 2022
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Frank Langdon is a desperate man, and desperate men do desperate things.
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20 Apr 2026
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i want your silent parts, the parts that birds love by vangelicos
Fandoms: Video Blogging RPF
15 Dec 2023
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In the moment, where his first instinct is to tense up and fight the intrusion, Aleksa comes to the conclusion they’ve really got to stop reacting to all those alpha male tutorial videos, because when Alex grabs his hips with a groan and pushes all the way inside, setting Aleksa’s skin on fire, Aleksa almost falls for the whole twisted up biology aspect of it, the fact that he can’t help but think about resisting and Alex is naturally programmed to spread him open and push deeper, deeper inside, and he realizes, no, no, it all makes sense; Alex fucks, he gets fucked. It’s the natural order of things. Darwin was right, actually.
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Even the greatest judges of character wouldn’t pause to look for cracks in the flawless first impression he leaves. He’s got nice eyes, plenty of eyebrow, curly hair that looks like it feels nice to touch—and it does—a firm handshake, and a smile from a toothpaste commercial. Those are not the signs of a man who regularly sets up camp in the garden and creates noise so offensive and disturbing it rivals even the decibels produced in a Formula 1 cockpit, or the town square of Dhaka, Bangladesh, for eight hours straight.
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31 Oct 2025
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“The fuck’s that? Albanian pigeon?” Daniel says at last, stupefied.
“Quail,” corrects Max, going to wash his hands and slip on a pair of blue latex gloves.