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"You wanna help me?" His voice was unrecognizable to even himself, deep and rugged in an almost animalistic way—he didn't pay it any mind.
Will nodded, much too innocently for the situation.
Mike sighed, more of a gravelly ripple in his chest than an actual breath.
"I need a taste." Will froze at that, his head tilting in confusion, "Please?" The alpha begged.
Just as it felt like Will would try to escape again, Mike tightened his grip.
"T-taste of what?" He asked, but stuttered, like he already knew what.
Mike inhaled, breath hitching at that heavy syrupy scent, "You."
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Mike gets his first rut on his 18th birthday and develops a sudden craving for Will
Bookmarked by MW_1971
25 Jul 2026
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The sight of him satisfies a deep greed in his gut— finally, a new and pretty trophy to add to his hoard. Perhaps he's not a pest, but a plaything. A toy. He takes the human into his clawed hand, small and limp in his grasp. He's warm against his cool scales, and it takes everything in him not to tear the robes off his little human. He looks so soft and pliant like this, gentle lashes pressed against even gentler cheeks.
But he knows to be patient. Knows how best to enjoy the feast before him.
With his human now clutched in his claws, he takes him deeper and deeper into the castle.
Or: An injured cleric unknowingly stumbles into the lair of one lonely, greedy dragon.
[ Cleric!Will x Dragon!Mike AKA Dragonwise ]
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Mike thinks about how sad and wounded Will looked sitting at the table, and something in him shatters into a myriad of jagged pieces like stained glass collapsing under pressure. His eyes open, locking on Will’s peaceful face, and a decision forms in his chest: he will never let anyone hurt Will like that again.
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Mike Wheeler would laugh if you called him a psycho. He'd say he's just loyal to a fault, homing himself on one single target: anyone who threatens Will. He's not crazy, he's just pointed in a very specific, very bloody direction.
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No, there was no way. Like seriously no way. He’d just been thinking about Will a lot recently. Will was far too shy to pose for pictures like this. He just… wouldn’t do that. Not his Will. Mike would just find the page again and prove it was someone else. He would open the magazine and see a stranger on the page, and everything would be fine.
As he flipped back, he prayed to a God that he didn't believe in. Please, let that model be a stranger.
How gay is it to jerk off after stumbling across a suggestive picture of your old best friend? Maybe it’s excusable. Suggestive is suggestive, after all. And everyone can agree that Will is a stunning dude.
But joining an AIDS coalition, getting a lap dance from a drag queen, spending the night in a holding cell, and accidentally finding a place in Chicago's queer community?
Yeah, that’s… pretty gay.
Bookmarked by MW_1971
21 Jul 2026
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I'll fucking cry this is so good words can't describe seeing Will in his element and finally being comfortable in his own skin with people like him around to show that its ok and than him helping mike realize that aswell is killing me help help im going to die
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Will has a boyfriend.
Except Mike is the one who carries his things, pays for whatever he wants, and cuddles him close on movie nights. He fixes the hot water issue in their shared apartment. They visit each other's families for the holidays. Mike cooks for Will, opens doors for him, and purposefully blurs every line other people draw between 'just friends' and whatever it is he and Will are.
The only problem is that Will doesn't seem to think it's much of one.
The only problem is that Mike happens to agree with him.