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The Jealous Type by keelerpeeler
Fandoms: The Long Walk (Movie 2025), The Long Walk - Richard Bachman
22 Apr 2026
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a story told in three parts
obsessed - pete
somebody else - stebbins
pushing it down and praying - rayaka
Pete is obsessive, Stebbins is meddlesome, and Ray is caught in the mess.Bookmarked by fleuescent_affections
30 Jun 2026
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Present Tense by helia_06
Fandoms: The Long Walk (Movie 2025), The Long Walk - Richard Bachman
09 Mar 2026
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"The Major's my father," Stebbins spits out the words at the wheels of the half-track rumbling on in front of them with what little energy is left in his body. The red rim of his eyelids glimmer as he looks up at the Major. "I'm his bastard."
Ray stares at him. The actual meaning of his words take some time to penetrate the coldness in his chest that's slowing all his thoughts, but when they do, he looks at the Major to see his reaction. When he sees that there is none, he looks back at Stebbins, and the awful, raw edges of his expression, and then back to the Major, hoping for Stebbins' sake, that the man at least fucking reacts. However, when he looks back at the Major, he is no longer there. Instead, a cavernous hole decides to open up beneath the half track with a roar not too dissimilar to that of the carbines, swallowing the entire vehicle whole.
A moment later, a great watery crash rings out from miles below them.
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orThe 23rd Annual Long Walk has no official winners. It's better this way.
Bookmarked by fleuescent_affections
29 Jun 2026
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Tall and blond. Richard noticed that first. Probably natural, the hair that is, since the curls poking out underneath his western hat weren’t bleached-colored. His height, too, jesus. It wasn’t hard to be taller than Richard, most people were, but he easily towered well over a foot over him, and Richard was the one on the porch. Built like Adonis, hard chest and rippling, swollen arms underneath a flannel, thighs thick with muscles covered by clad jeans, and a strong, square jaw. He had a frustrated hand on his hip, one knee bent that rose the hem of his pant leg, exposing a well-loved pair of boots.
Turn around, Richard silently pleaded, I don’t even know you, but turn around—
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richard is a published author who needs a break, and stays at a texas ranch where he meets a tall, blond, cowboy, and the texas heat sorta gets to his head.
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27 May 2026