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Essek had a problem. A human shaped, red haired, annoyingly sharp problem that had been tormenting him ever since Caleb had become a grad student at the Marble Tomes Conservatory.
His solution to that problem, in hindsight, had been incredibly foolish. But how was he to know that after hours of searching the internet for the perfect video that he could take himself in hand to, letting himself imagine that he was the lavender skinned tiefling between the anonymous pale thighs — he would meet Mollymauk in all his ostentatious glory the next evening, wrapped around Caleb’s shoulders.
What follows is Essek’s slow descent into the chaos that is the Mighty Nein’s friend group, and the tangle of feelings that comes from having a crush on your brightest student who you have watched be thoroughly railed by a very very pretty tiefling online.
Or; A Professor, a Prodigy, and a Pornstar walk into a bar …
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03 Jun 2026
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"I'm broken," Will declares, falling back against the couch cushions. "There's something wrong with me. Normal people like sex, right? They don't make excuses to leave when someone wants to touch them."
"There's nothing wrong with you," Mike says immediately, his desire to defend Will kicking in. "Maybe you just haven't found the right person."
Will turns his head to look at him, his eyes searching. "What if there is no right person? What if I'm just... not into it? Or worse, what if I'm into stuff that's so weird no one else is?"
Mike's heart starts pounding. "What stuff?"
Or: Will wants rougher sex than what random hookup's are providing, Mike really wants to provide.
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02 Jun 2026
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let your mind do the walking (and let my body do the talking) by andrixo
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
16 Apr 2026
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He covers his face with his palms, flushing red in embarrassment. I’m 22 years old and having wet dreams about my boyfriend.
A boyfriend that never even fails to tend to him, always making sure to make Will feel good and never neglecting Will’s needs in that department. Why is he having dreams of something he doesn’t even have a lack of?
OR: Will accidentally wakes up Mike in the middle of the night after having a wet dream.
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02 Jun 2026
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“I just feel… really protected with you?” Will admits, nose and face scrunched up adorably, like it’s something embarrassing. But it’s music to Mike’s ears. “Really safe. And I never really felt that way with Lonnie, so it’s not like—” Will huffs, redirects. “I never liked being babied, but I like… being your baby.” Mike gives a small smile of encouragement, scoots closer on the couch, brushes Will’s hair out of his eyes where it’s getting too long. “I guess when I’m—really out of my head, with you taking care of me? I feel so—um, small. And cared for. Like—”
Like a kid with their dad. Jesus fucking Christ.
Maybe Mike’s face does something weird with the way all the blood is rushing to his dick, because Will goes flushed and mortified again and says, “But I know it’s totally weird and you’re just being nice—”
“Will,” Mike says. “It’s really fucking hot.”
Or, Will calls Mike "daddy" when he's deep in subspace, and Mike has made it his personal mission to draw it out of him again.
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04 Apr 2026
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Will opens his mouth, inviting Mike inside with open arms (or lips), and their mouths become a warm, tangled mess. It’s a sword fight, one slowly becoming more tiresome, to then eventually surrender to the other. Will’s knees get increasingly weak the more Mike firmly fights back, making a mess out of Will.
Mike pulls their lips apart for a moment, leaning his forehead against the other. “Wanted to do this all day,” Mike confesses softly, half because he’s catching his breath and half because he wants to whisper the confession to Will like a prayer. “Missed you.”
Will grins at Mike, “Yeah, not like we’ve been together since yesterday.” Will looks at Mike’s glowing eyes, a hint of hunger lying in the black void of his pupils. “I missed you too,” Will whispers back.
After a lack of alone time together, Mike and Will are left with an empty house. Certain things lead to one another.
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13 Mar 2026