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that's the thing about survival (who the hell likes living just to die?) by supernaturalgrant
Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
20 Dec 2025
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“David is scared, he could lose his son only a year after finding out he exists. The team is grieving the only way they know how, by making jokes about the situation and hoping it somehow resolves itself. Neil is internalizing so much of his feelings that I doubt even he knows what he’s feeling for certain. But none of them are angry. Most of them have already accepted that this happened. Kevin got hit by a drunk driver, and he’s in the hospital, unable to wake up. What about this makes you so angry?”
Or: Kevin gets hit by a car and goes into a coma. The Foxes try their hardest to hope for the best.
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An unreliable narrator Neil and his friends, who don’t realize he’s in a relationship, while his “secret boyfriend” isn’t secret at all — it’s Andrew Minyard himself. They just never asked.
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He feels eyes on him like a soft caress on the back of his neck, a gentle kiss behind his ear. He tries to find the honey gold of his eyes in the crowd, but they're always gone before he can find them.
Andrew is there almost every night, in whispers and glimpses. Neil finds himself fighting for even a blink of him in the crowd.
After 7 nights of being watched, Andrew pops up at the bar.
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In which Neil is a bartender and Andrew is the crime lord that owns the bar.
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When it came to Shin, Saint had one rule for himself: don’t lose control.
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- Part 5 of Canon-compliant saintshin
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Neil gets drugged at Eden's. Again. They get him back quickly, but the parallels fuck with everyone and reveal what happened with Nicky the first time around.
But Andrew remains flawed, so doesn’t know anything is happening until he hears Nicky gasp. Nicky makes a lot of unnecessary noises, so this one isn’t especially concerning—not until Nicky’s hand flashes out to grip Andrew’s arm and he says, “Andrew,” with such strained urgency that Andrew’s head erupts into a riot of alarms.
He follows Nicky’s pointed finger and sees, through the thick forest of bodies, Neil. With some guy. Kissing. He’s out of his stool almost before he can consciously register the scene, leaving the scarred black metal toppling to the ground behind him and shoving into the crowd. Something is very wrong. Neil had been too still. Too loose. An unstringed puppet. Andrew knows what Neil looks like when he wants to kiss someone, and that—that isn’t it.