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“No way,” Will says, even as he’s lubing himself up. “I’m not actually going to do this.”
What has Mike made of him? Sometimes, Will feels like his entire life derailed the minute he turned his head and there Mike was, swinging around all smiley and beautiful. It’s fucked up. It should be a diagnosable illness how every moment after that has just been Will trying and failing not to think about Mike’s smile.
He sighs for the fiftieth time today and uncovers the toy from under the blanket, dick in his other hand. It’s not too flashy, not too big. If you didn’t look too closely, it could almost pass as a flashlight. Maybe Will could put a lid on it and do just that, in case he ever finds himself in the mortifying situation wherein Mike finds the toy in his desk drawer. Except Mike’s too smart to believe a flashlight would be translucent blue all over, with no front light at all but instead, a gaping hole for Will to stick his cock into.
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Will is pent up while Mike is on a date, and majorly lucks out with his sex toy purchase. Mike comes back home, they fight, they fuck, and eventually get back together. As it should be.
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- Part 6 of Byler Sexy Times
Bookmarked by Themidnightiris
14 Jul 2026
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Wishbone by lunnarvalleys
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016), Wishbone - Conan Gray (Album)
09 Jul 2026
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A wishbone never breaks even.
That’s what they say.
That’s what Mike learned.Luck might seem to be on your side when you avoid stepping on cracks in the pavement, looking into broken mirrors, or crossing paths with black cats. But those aren’t enough when all you have are matching hours on the clock, a piece of wood within reach to knock on, invented shooting stars, and no certainty that he wants to stay.
A four-leaf clover becomes the only thing you know how to search for when he disappears from your life.
Was all of this just a summer fling?
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Mike writes Wishbone about Will (with a happy ending).
Bookmarked by Themidnightiris
12 Jul 2026
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“What were you and Frank’s mom talking about today?”
“Oh, just boring adult stuff,” Willow explained.
“It didn’t seem boring."
“What do you mean?”
“You were laughing,” Cherry said, voice soft and true. “Like, a lot. I’ve never heard you laugh like that before.”
Willow Tobbs, married to Nathan Tobbs, is forty years old and lives in Hawkins, Indiana, working a lackluster job at the general store. She enjoys her life, mostly because of her lovely daughter, Cherry, rather than her husband's heavy drinking and enthusiasm for cricket.
When Michelle Thompson, a fellow married mother with a son named Frank, walks into her life, Willow redefines her terms of what love, marriage and passion truly are.
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09 Jul 2026
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“You want us to foster a kid?” Mike finally asks, disbelieving. Will is half convinced that El will laugh in their faces, clearing up the misunderstanding with a, “No, silly. I want you to water my plants.”
“It doesn’t have to be forever,” El says. “Just until I can find another home for him. I can’t stand him living in the shelter anymore. Not right now. He needs emotional support. And don’t lie to me— I know you two have been wanting kids. This can be a trial run.”
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Will and Mike are tasked with fostering an emotionally distant, judgmental, sassy twelve-year-old boy from El’s shelter. As hard as they try to win his heart, they seem to be making no progress. After all, how could two strangers earn the trust of a boy who’s been hurt time and time again?
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- Part 1 of Broken Mirror: a collection of us
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07 Jul 2026
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“Mmmyeah, just… fuck, just like that, Mike, oh my god.”
“Feels good?” Mike whispers, and Will nods desperately, his panting mouth parted and eyes fixed on the glide of Mike’s dick against the cotton. It’s reverent, that look. Completely and utterly reverent. “You look so fucking cute in these, Will.”
“Yeah?” Will breathes, like he’s awed.
Mike knows the feeling well. He is, too.
“Yeah baby,” he replies. “Almost looks like I’m fucking you like this.”
aka the byler panty rubbing / 'just the tip' fic
Bookmarked by Themidnightiris
04 Jul 2026