Fyodorskeleton
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“Jesus- Will, I think about you all the time.”
The two start swaying again, trying to pull away the attention of the teachers giving them long glances across the room.
“Yeah? What am I doing?”
Will can feel his heart rate starting to quicken, his palms becoming sweaty in their place wrapped around Mike’s shoulders.
“Stuff we shouldn’t talk about here.”
Mike brings his voice down even quieter, his words practically inaudible, his voice plagued with uncertainty and embarrassment.
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Will never intended to go to prom. He figured it would be a "waste of time," and he'd rather just spend time with his friends alone.
But now, he's having second thoughts.
Mike's all dressed up in his fresh suit, matching with Will. And he looks good.
Really good.The two have tasks to do now, ones that should not be done in their school gym, but rather,
Mike's bed.Bookmarked by Fyodorskeleton
25 May 2026
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In the Midnight Hour She Cried, "More, more, more" by orphan_account
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
14 Dec 2022
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Mike goes to the Byers house, wanting to spend time with Will.
Then he finds Will alone, in the house, sweating and shirtless.
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25 May 2026
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Nobody in Yokohama knew Osamu Dazai and Chuuya Nakahara had been secretly married since they were eighteen.
Not the Armed Detective Agency.
Not the Port Mafia.
Not even the people working beside them every day.Well.
Except Ranpo.And probably Mori. Unfortunately.
When an undercover mission forces them to pose as a wealthy married couple at a high-class mafia party, things spiral out of control almost immediately.
Especially after Dazai —Bookmarked by Fyodorskeleton
25 May 2026
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He liked people more than he liked places; he always had, and right now, he was in one of his favorite places with his favorite person in the world.
He swallowed with some difficulty, shifting on his spread knees a bit in a way that made them splay open even further, the stretch of his thighs making him groan, eyes fluttering. His hands were wrapped tightly around the top of Will’s calves, flexing with the urge to reach down and palm himself through the boxers that he was wearing.
There was a hand in his hair, just resting there, occasionally scratching gently at his scalp, ruffling his curls.
He wanted the hand to tighten, wanted Will to grab him by the hair and force his mouth further down on the cock that was pressed heavily against his tongue. But Will wanted to be gentle for once, wanted to take his time before he made Mike fall apart, and Mike could never do anything but obey.
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- Part 1 of B's random smut-shots(Byler Edition)
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18 May 2026
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Mike doesn’t expect much from his twenty-first birthday. Not a life-changing moment. Not anything big. Just dinner with his friends, maybe a few drinks, and a night that ends like any other.
He definitely doesn’t expect Will to forget his gift.
He definitely doesn’t expect what comes after.
Or: Will doesn’t forget Mike’s gift, he just waits until they’re alone.
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18 May 2026