AfraidOfBananas



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    “Are you going to share your art or should I just sit here and wait until you’re done reading my smut?”

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    An epistolary-style fic in which Mike is a fanfic writer and Will is a fan artist for Cleradin as Baldur’s Gate 3 OCs.

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    25 May 2026

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    “It’s an aphrodisiac," Dustin told him, still looking at the pill.

    “Come again?”

    Lucas snorted at the phrase, and Mike glared at him.

    Dustin shoved the packet into his bag before looking over to Will. “It’s a sex pill.”

    “It’s a—” Will stammered, looking around wide eyed before glancing back at Dustin. “A sex pill? What the hell would we do with that?”

    Lucas wiggled his eyebrows. “We have a competition. First one to tap out and jerk off first loses. Which will be all of you first, obviously.”

    After the majority of their teenage years got interrupted by monsters from alternate dimensions, the Party starts to work their way through a bucket list of “normal” teenage things they never got the chance to do.

    Taking sex pills to have a competition with your friends is totally something all teenage boys do, right?

    Mike regrets everything (no he doesn’t.)

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    18 Apr 2026

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    Mike is tired of sharing Will’s attention. After seeing a method online to ensure total devotion, he spends three days secretly lacing Will's food and drinks with his own cum. On the second day, Will finds the search history—the guides on "cockdrunk" states and "chemical conditioning"—and decides to keep drinking anyway.

    By the third day, the living room is a blur of sensory overload. Soon, Will is dazed, uncoordinated, and completely dependent on Mike’s touch to stay grounded.

    "You saw those tabs on my laptop, and you still drank every drop of that tea this morning, didn't you?" Mike whispered, pinning Will’s wrists to the mattress.

    Will's eyes were glazed, pupils swallowed by the haze. "I wanted to be your toy," he whimpered. "Please, Mike. I’m so full of you already... I just need the rest."

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    05 Apr 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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    01 Apr 2026

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    Will touched his cheek in concern. “You okay, Mike?”

    Mike managed a jerky nod. “Yeah, fine. You’re just…” He broke off to clear his throat and finally lifted his hands to place them on the small of Will’s back. His skin was smooth and warm. Mike’s thumb moved with the dip in his spine, tracing along the curve. “You know.” Hot and on top of me.

    Will smiled, pleased at that. “I do know,” he said loftily, and Mike got the sense he really did, and frequently used it against him to get his way. “But I like it when you tell me.”

    Mike wakes ten years in the future, a successful novelist and in a committed relationship with Will.

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    24 Mar 2026

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