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Man or a Monster by liminal_trace for Shklance_the_Sandwich
Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
29 Jan 2023
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"In your hands, there's a touch that can heal
But in those same hands, is the power to kill."*
With all his time spent at the Library recently, Neil has been excelling at his studies. It’s only too bad he can’t say the same thing about his sleep.
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Triple Chocolate Fudge Brownie by liminal_trace for eyeslikefireflies
Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
29 Jun 2022
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Fleetingly he thinks of his favourite flavour ice cream, triple choc fudge brownie with caramel bits. The others laugh, or disapprove- in Kevin’s case, they call it an addiction as if they know what it means. And perhaps they do, Andrew thinks of track marks and Aaron yelling obscenities at the bathroom door. But ice cream isn’t an addiction for Andrew, it’s a way of coping. A shitty, sugary mechanism for dopamine and unharmful urges.
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Wymack has his arms crossed over his chest as he stares at Neil, eyes hard, and long enough for Neil to start feeling uncomfortable again. Before Neil can say anything, Wymack glances away and Neil follows, landing on Andrew and Renee. Wymack seems to wait till Neil has followed his gaze before delivering the punch. “And you’re going to see Betsy, I won’t have an argument with you, not about this.”
Neil snaps his head back so fast that the back of his neck twinges in pain, which he ignores in favour of gaping at Wymack. His stomach sinks down to the ground and when he swallows he feels protests scratching at the back of his throat.
“Coach…” Neil starts before he lets out a dark humourless laugh. He attempts to arrange his wobbly limbs to stand taller, firmer. “You can’t make me.”
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Or, the one where Neil goes to therapy.
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Neil got up to sit right in front of Andrew, phantom hands floating above Andrew’s knees, staring into his eyes, eyes that looked as dead as Neil was.
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hold on dear, don't open the box by liminal_trace
Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
01 Nov 2020
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The term monster that the upperclassman love to refer to him by had not surprised him in the slightest. He was filled with monsters, it only made sense that he was branded by them.
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“Your safety is my priority right now. How long have you been thinking about this?” he repeats.
Eddie wants to tell him that it only happened yesterday, but then he thinks about quarantine, and when Shannon died, and when she left for LA after he was discharged, and when he found out Chris was diagnosed with cerebral palsy, and when Shannon told him she was pregnant, and when he was ten and his dad yelled at him for crashing his new truck because his mom was in labor and nobody was around to take her to the hospital. He thinks about how he wanted to disappear every time, wished for something to kill him so that he didn’t have to face his fears, deal with reality. It hits him like his dad’s truck hit the tree.
“Since I was in elementary school,” he admits breathlessly.
Also known as, the eddieravi bestie fic that quickly turned into a character study
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Eddie lets himself break a little, now that the only thing that can keep him upright is here, breathing heavy against his neck. His stomach coils tight, and the heat from Buck warms Eddie up from the inside out. His arms comes around to Buck's shoulders, and he tugs him a little closer.
When he huffs a breath out against the top of Buck's shoulder, it comes out choked, and Buck whispers something against his neck before he repeats it, louder.
"Hey, it's okay. We're gonna find him."
Buck separates them, still holding both of his arms in a death grip, and Eddie looks into his eyes, seeing the fierce conviction behind them before he says it again.
"We're going to find him."
Eddie has to believe that. For himself. For his son.
And for Buck.
______________________________OR, Chris gets kidnapped. Eddie and Buck fight against the odds and themselves to find him.
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And here’s the thing. If Buck was paying just a little more attention, he probably would’ve clocked what the pain in his middle meant a lot sooner. It wouldn’t change the outcome, sure, but he’d at least be ahead of the curve.
The worst part is that it’s all rather obvious in retrospect, because the signs are all there. The flickering lights. The gymnasium air rippling and warping like heat off pavement. The dark patches on everyone’s suits and dresses.
He should’ve seen it.
But all he sees is Eddie. Everything else is just white noise and set dressing.
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Or: Buck's never been to prom.
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“Tommy said what?” Eddie’s voice was low, controlled.
Buck chuckled nervously. “He called you his competition. Said he wanted to get back together since the ‘competition’ was out of the way.”
Eddie looked straight at Buck. His expression faltered, just for a second, before he schooled it back into careful calm. Just like that, Buck lost any hope that they could laugh this off and forget about it. Eddie knew exactly what Tommy meant by that, what it meant about Buck.
“Buck…”
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“Who the hell is Evan?” Buck asks.
“Ummmmm, you?” Eddie draws in his bottom lip as a giggle makes an attempt at freedom. Doing this while wine-tipsy is making it significantly more difficult. “That’s your name.”
“That’s not my name to you.”
“That’s the name on our marriage license.”
What if you were GAY and at WINE NIGHT and you called your husband his LEGAL NAME to win MONEY… Eddie Diaz can relate.
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- Part 2 of You're Still The One
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14 Feb 2026