CrowsBoxOfShinies
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"Crashes destabilise an individual's brain chemistry, making it difficult to assimilate into normal society. They exhibit concerning levels of anxiety and, in worst cases, perish painfully. Crashes require elaborate and extended periods of aftercare to restabilise the brain."
In a world where d/s-types are determined by genetics, The Party is tasked with rehabilitating a skittish sub. As head Dom, Will Byers is facing an uphill battle with Mike Wheeler, a submissive suffering the effects of a crash. They will both need to navigate new territories, build trust and somewhere along the way, they might fall in love. Maybe.
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"Clean it."
"What?" Mike deadpanned, sock starting to soak from the spilled coffee on the hardwood. "I-"
"You’re gonna get on your knees, and clean it.” Will smiled, “Isn’t that what you want? So I can tell you just how good you’re being for me?”
Fuck.
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Mike has a praise kink and Will starts to notice.
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“Do you seriously just let him control you like that all the time? You’re not his fucking dog, dude.”
Max calls it control.
Will calls it trust.Because it’s not just that Mike takes care of him.
It’s that Will starts to lean into it, he craves it.And when he realizes Mike needs it just as much, needs to be praised, to be relied on, to be everything… Will decides to stop resisting.
After all, if Mike wants to take care of him…
who is Will to say no?OR
After nearly a year of living together, Mike and Will somehow stumble into a full-blown dom/sub dynamic before they so much as kiss or admit they’re in love.
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dancing in the dark (just about starving tonight) by willbyersaugust
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
18 May 2026
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“Will. I can touch you. Let me.”
He doesn’t have a plan. When Will rolls his eyes but nods, he lifts his hands, surprised to see that they’re shaking. With a breath, he places one on Will’s face, thumb landing right under his eye, cupping his jaw. The other lands on his shoulder, holding firm.
He lets his thumb linger there, swiping gently. “See?”
OR: Mike realizes he and Will never touch anymore. That simply won't do.