8 Works by asteriias
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"Wait, why don’t we just practice together?"
Will's jaw slacks open. There's a bit of a pause—a small fleeting moment as he studies Mike, stunned.
"It could be, like, a nightly thing."
"You want to... kiss each other goodnight?"
Oh.
"Well, when you put it like that, it sounds kinda-"
“Gay?” Will scoffs.
A summer in Montauk has both Mike and Will edging the line between friendship and something else. What’s more? Mike is seeing a girl that is totally and utterly fake.
OR: Summer of 1990 is spent at the beach, reading a gay textbook, and kinda-sorta kissing Will Byers.
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a real life, honest to god NSFW art collection by asteriias
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
27 Jul 2026
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A collection of NSFW byler art that will never touch twitter again.
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Will understands that he's kind of an idiot for going through with the idea at first. Really, any normal, sane person would more than likely have declined. Who the fuck gets into a friends-with-benefits, video-porn relationship with their best friend who they're also kinda-sorta in love with?
Will, apparently. That's who.
After Will unexpectedly loses his job, he and Mike are on the hunt for a method to earn good money quickly. It’s not a situation either of them ever imagined they’d end up in, but desperate times call for desperate measures, and their subscribers are all too willing to help those in need.
OR: Will and Mike discover the pros to filming adult content together.
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Whenever Mike thought about Will, his booty cheeks would clap.
Which is honestly a little bit underwhelming when the host of said booty cheeks has no booty cheeks at all.
In other words, life is really hard, but Mike is harder because Will Byers' booty cheeks be clapping too. It's like a symphony in their bedroom, like cymbals clashing together in a chaotic harmony.
Together, their booty cheeks be clapping, because that is what best friends do.
Mike and Will love each other's butt cheeks in multiple universes.
OR: An NSFW crackfic curated by multiple authors with too much time on their hands
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“Mike,” he settles, pressing a warm hand against Mike’s, “you’re not gay.”
“I literally had your dick in my mouth not twenty-four hours ago.” Will’s face flushes. “I’d say that’s pretty fucking gay.”
“You can’t be serious.”
“Maybe I’m not, like, gay,” he deducts. “But I know that I wanna kiss you and hug you and take you on dates.” He pauses, looking to the side. “And maybe fuck you a little—“ Will gasps “—but that’s irrelevant.” He jerks his head and keeps his eyes fixated on the little white breaths that leave Will’s lips. “What I’m trying to say is that I do like you, and I care. That I can treat you a whole lot better than that asshole.”
OR: Four years ago, Mike followed Will to New York, blindly hoping he’d see him again. What he doesn’t expect is for Will to move in next door. They take this newfound opportunity to learn more about themselves and what it truly means to be best friends.
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“Where is this boyfriend of yours then, hm?”
To the right, there was no one. To the left, no one. So, Venti used his very last resort.
Reaching over the counter, he took Xiao's hand into his, pulled him uncomfortably close, and grinned.
“He’s right here,” he lied. “Xiao’s my boyfriend.”
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“Huh?”
They had an agreement: for six months, Xiao would pretend to be Venti’s boyfriend to get a stalker off his back. In return, Venti would grant him any favor he wanted—no questions asked. Once their time was up, they’d part ways and never speak again.
It was supposed to be no strings attached. But with every day spent “pretending” with Xiao, Venti could feel his resolve slipping.
Was he in over his head? Definitely. But a little fun never hurt anybody…
Right?
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He didn’t know him. Yet, everything inside him screamed that he did.
Xiao was everywhere and in everything. Venti’s once beautiful love—taken in the blink of an eye. And as the years passed, his hope for reunion slowly dissipated.
But then he saw him again. Though sharper, colder, and much more dark than his Xiao, it was still him. However, five years was a lot of time, and Xiao’s mind was broken. He didn’t remember Venti and the life he swore they had together.
All he knew was how to kill, and how to do it without getting caught.
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A tail.
Scara had a tail. And upon further inspection, cat ears as well. Kazuha had to be dreaming. There was absolutely no way this was happening. Scara was leaned up against the headboard, his legs flailing and shoulders quivering as he continued to finger himself. His deep indigo eyes were dull with a cloudy haze to them—one that blew his pupils wide. Flushed skin, sweat dripping from his body, and cat ears.
Scara was a cat.