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Will needs a date to his mom's wedding. Mike volunteers.
“I have an idea,” says Mike.
Ice cubes form in Will’s stomach. “How dangerous is it? Like, should I call Dustin to talk you down, or should I call Nancy to be ready to drive us to the hospital?”
“No,” says Mike, “you can’t tell anyone or it won’t work.”
“Or what won’t work?” Will asks. It’s like picking up a rock you know a spider will be under.
Mike gets up and closes Will’s door. Hopper doesn’t make them keep it open but sometimes Will does anyway, because every now and then lying around alone with Mike on his bed just makes his chest ache too much. If the door is open he can tell himself You can’t do anything right now, someone will see.
Mike leans back against the door. His eyes are lit up with that special maniacal gleam that the Wheelers get right before they do something insane, like when Nancy says, “Then we have to go kill Vecna ourselves,” or whatever. “Take me to the wedding,” says Mike.
“Yeah,” says Will slowly, “you’ll be at the wedding. Obviously.”
“As your date."
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Bookmarked by Kaneslight
17 Jan 2026
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It's just to help get Kaoru out of his head. Kojiro being desperately in love with him is irrelevant. He'll always give everything to Kaoru.
“Come on, I’d be so good to you.”
or: Kaoru just wants a Dom and Kojiro just wants to help
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06 Dec 2025
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My hands are not clean (they can still carry you home) by Arcturus_Ish
Fandoms: Dispatch (Video Game)
30 Nov 2025
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The thing about plastic chairs is that they weren't a great substitute for an actual bed; the other thing is, Robert can't exactly afford to be picky and even if he 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 the internal debate is still ongoing as to whether or not he deserves a mattress at this current point in his life.
So, the plastic chair stays and is staying for the foreseeable future. Besides, it's charming - in a depressing, minimalism-that-is-totally-not-a-reflection-of-his-inner-sense-of-worth way.
Or:The fic where Robert has chronic pain and Flambae has warm hands. The two of them will figure out what to do about that eventually, right?
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30 Nov 2025
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“Is it possible,” Chimney says, breaking the silence. Buck looks up from his phone and sees him sip from a mug, eyes glinting. “For two people to get even closer after one of them moves away?”
Buck flushes. He locks his screen, the text thread between him and Eddie fading, but it just lights up again with a notification.
...or, Eddie moves, Buck pines, and they are both very normal about it.
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Bookmarked by Kaneslight
26 Nov 2025
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It was that first time, just once, murmured against Sanji's mouth with his hand tight around Sanji’s cock that Zoro said, “Fuck, you're such a slut for it.”
And it was Sanji’s first fatal mistake to moan in response because it's only gone downhill from there.
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Zoro talks a lot in bed, but if that’s the only way he communicates, then of course no talking gets done at all.
Bookmarked by Kaneslight
16 Sep 2025
