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Something Happens (and I’m Head Over Heels) by sonic_fart_three
Fandoms: Dead Poets Society (1989)
27 Aug 2026
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A Dead poets society hunger games au
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“But I don’t just want to be your friend Will, I want to be more”
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I fix the tower scene
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 408
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Kudos:
- 2
- Hits:
- 131
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Macklin Celebrini wasn’t the biggest fan of the ocean . He preferred water frozen beneath his skates , not crashing against him in endless waves.
But when his family drags him to the Californian coast for three weeks , avoiding the beach isn’t an option.
Especially not when his siblings decide he’s in desperate need of surfing lessons.
Where he meets Will who seems like he was made for the ocean : golden, sunkissed surferboy .
Suddenly three weeks isn’t that much time. -
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It’s winter in Hawkins, and Mike and Will aren’t speaking anymore. Living in Mike’s house, Will tries to be invisible, spending most of his time in the basement.
Then the power goes out — and if there’s one thing he dreads more than facing Mike, it’s the cold.
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Seven nights in which Mike and Will have to sleep in the same bed, even though they’re barely friends anymore.
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Willmack moving in!!! What could possibly go…right?
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His blood pools in the dip of his collarbone, spilling over and snaking down his torso- the devil leading Will to bite on the forbidden flesh that is Mack. It reaches the fading fabric of his boxers, crawling between each white thread and corrupting the pure fabric.
The bite Mack pressed into the flesh of his neck still lazily oozes blood.
Will craves to be covered by it more. For each drop to cleanse him, christen each hair on his skin, baptise every cell of his being in the name of Mack. It seeps past each layer of flesh and muscle and bone, marking him so deeply it chases away the prying eyes of God.
Mack's rough tongue drags up his torso, wiping every rivulet of blood from his tanned skin-drawing a whine from Will that fills the room like incense. He reaches the bite he left in Will's soft flesh, latching his chapped lips over his smooth neck and smearing the deep crimson over his blank canvas. Will's blunt and bitten nails dug into the planes of muscle under Mack's back, leaving their own red marks of devotion-desperate to give his God his prayers.
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- Part 2 of WillMack while i suffer under GCSEs
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neil's hands are warm.
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- Part 4 of anderperry short and sweet drabbles
- Part 1 of anderperry kisses