Nobody was really sure why they'd bothered building a new school if they only let a hundred kids in - fifty male, fifty female - but there it was. It was too big for the small amount of people, but 'it would grow in population.' Yeah. Okay. And why does nobody ever wear a shirt in gym class?

It was humanity's purpose to die, but sometimes Art Baker felt more like a bridge. [baker-centric] [oneshot] [rated t for collie parker]

Gary Barkovitch pensait que s'il restait seul pendant encore vingt secondes, il claquerait... (Gary Barkovitch x Ray Garraty) Rating T pour le langage.

All Barkovitch wants to do is find a place to eat his stupid gas station mini-pizza and drink his forty-four ounce fountain pop. But of course things aren't that simple. [slight parkovitch] [oneshot] [no long walk going on here] [rated t for swearing]

McVries wasn't quite sure how going into Long Walk country for a vacation was a good idea when he was, you know, sulking about not being picked. But anywhere was better than New Jersey. [only-eleven-backups-needed-au] [slight gavries] [oneshot] [rated t for swearing]

Gary Barkovitch thought that if he was alone for another twenty seconds he would snap. [slight sort of one-sided garraty/barkovitch] [oneshot] [rated t for swearing]

Hank Olson was doubting the sanity in letting Abraham drive, but it was going to be worth it. [oneshot] [slight baker/olson] [beach au]

100 garçons. 6,5 kilomètres par heure. 1 gagnant. 99 âmes perdues. Mais, et si Ray avait trouvé une porte de sortie pour donner à la marche une différente fin ? Ray & Peter slash. Oneshot sur The Long Walk de Stephen King.

It's our 3month anniversatie Idk wat to get my bf it's hard to get something that shows how much u luv nd care for them?

You always walk alongside the Walkers for a few miles. This time, though, there's one that interests you more than other years. [reader x barkovitch] [oneshot] [rated t for language]

Priscilla blinked, then looked again. Yeah, Jan was standing outside her house on Christmas Eve at ten at night in one of those skimpy, girly Santa Claus outfits. [janilla] [oneshot] [rated t for language]

"And now the blood was on his hands, his face, his neck, and had soaked through the cheap fabric of his striped shirt, the one his mother has laid out so lovingly ages ago." Baker's death.

In the end, you were alone.

Stebbins had never been good for much.

There was nothing left to live for, and he'd probably be dead by morning. He might as well spend his last living moments kissing a rag doll. War AU. Stebbins/McVries. Oneshot.

100 boys. 4 miles per hour. 1 winner. 99 lost souls. But what if Ray found a back door to give the walk a different end? Ray & Peter slash, don't like it - don't read it. Oneshot to Stephen King's The Long Walk.

"You know, here are three ways to say 'I love you' in Japanese, and I love you in every one of them." [gavries]

Hank Olson is absolutely certain he's faster than Barkovitch. He was totally, definitely faster than Barkovitch. Definitely. Oneshot. Rated T for language.

Because the school freaks have got to get together sometime, and troubled boys with bad families really ought to seek help from somewhere in the stupid, difficult world they live in. [stebbarkovitch, completed multichapter, tws for self-harm and parental abuse.]

Years have passes since Ray Garraty won the Long Walk. In this time, many things have changed. This fanfic follows the story of Rhys ONeill who is drafted as a Walker for the 41st Anual Long Walk. Multi-chapter, in progress. [Please Review!]

"Peter McVries had taught him more about love than just about anyone he knew." Gavries

And none of them had ever loved him back. Bakervitch. [tw: necrophilia i guess sort of kind of yeah.]

"Jan almost always wore flats. " Janilla

"When he was five years old and just starting school, Art Baker's kind faced teacher handed each kid a box of crayons and told them to draw their home."

It's saying the words themselves that's the hard part, and Pete has always been blunt. -Garraty/McVries