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He misses Andrew.
He regrets his choice.
He misses the afternoons spent on their meadow, the kisses, the hugs, Andrew's eyes crinkling at the corners when Neil tugs a strand of hair behind his ears. He hasn't been there once since Andrew left.
He never thought it would be possible to miss a person this much, never thought it possible that Andrew's departure would rip out a part of his heart and leave a gaping hole of his absence behind.
In an ideal world, Neil and Andrew are forever. In this one, their minutes are carefully measured. Neither of them knows it’s their final goodbye, but they both feel it.
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This close to Andrew's neck, the pine and smoke aroma is so strong that Neil is dizzy with it. It's muddling his thoughts, senses zeroing in on the nub underneath Andrew's skin. His fangs are throbbing, gums aching, as static keeps buzzing in Neil's ears and that scent. It's beckoning him closer until Neil's nose is brushing against soft skin, followed by his tongue licking a hot stripe right across his scent gland.
OR: Neil is as oblivious as ever, except this time it gets him laid.
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- Part 3 of all4thebingo fics
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It's always been this way: Andrew and Neil are just friends - or are they?
OR: A silly drinking game leads to the best night of Andrew's life.
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- Part 2 of all4thebingo fics
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Both of them are still clothed, but they might as well be fucking for everyone to see right now — Neil feels dirty, primal, pinned to the spot. Want curls hotly in his belly, and it's all he can do to bury his face in Andrew's neck and stifle a pathetic moan as sticky wetness pools in his underwear.
"I want you so bad right now," Neil murmurs, desperately, closer to a whine than a coherent sentence.
Andrew shudders at the feeling of Neil's breath fanning across his skin, pulling back until their noses are bumping together. His own building arousal is mirrored in Andrew's heated stare, pupils blown wide, lips slightly parted, and Andrew's subtle nod is all Neil needs to crash their lips together and bury his hands in Andrew's hair to pull him closer closer closer.
Or: 5 times Andreil got hot and heavy and that 1 time they broke the bed!
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- Part 1 of all4thebingo fics
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Hell To The Stars by telonulea for JostenlovesMinyard
Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
04 May 2025
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“Listen, Andrew, about the banquet,” Aaron begins, fists helplessly clenching and unclenching. Andrew’s eyes narrow when he catches the hesitant edge to his twin’s voice, sensing the coil of tension tighten between them. “If you want to talk about anything…”
“Then you’ll be there?” Andrew finishes his sentence in a pitch that can’t be mistaken for anything else than disbelieving mockery. “Will you hold my hand and tell me everything’s going to be okay?”
“You know that’s not what I mean.” Aaron’s glare is accusing, as if he sees right through Andrew’s facade of words laced with poison and glares infused with sharply honed violence.
“Then what do you mean? Because we don’t do that. We don’t talk.”
Or: The Trojans have been chosen to host a special Winter Banquet, and Andrew tries to cope with going back to California. As he grapples for hold, there is Neil, and then there's Aaron. Both show support in their own way.
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Andrew isn't a renowed author. Sure, he has his fans here and there, a few hardcore readers, but he's not famous or internationally known.
So, when he stumbles across his own book in a place where it absolutely shouldn't be and in a language it absolutely wasn't translated to, he makes it his personal mission to find the person behind it.
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07 Sep 2025
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The Critical Chapter by JuiceGremlin for HalfpintPeach
Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
21 Feb 2024
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Andrew was made to love.
Neil was made to be loved.
For a handful of weeks, Andrew deludes himself into believing the opposite.
AKA Andrew writes self-insert vampire porn and needs his roommate to show him how to fuck tenderly.
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05 Sep 2025
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The repurposed box of heat aids was burning a hole underneath his bed. If Andrew knew, it wouldn't be an issue. They could go to Columbia for all the privacy in the world, but Neil hadn't told him, not yet. Mostly, he didn't want Andrew to feel pressured into doing something before he was ready just because Neil wanted it.
There was another, rather loud part of him that preened at the idea of surprising him, of showing him how good he could be, how perfect for Andrew. He wanted to prove himself, so that Andrew knew he could keep trusting him, keep touching him, keep being touched.
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- Part 2 of Last Chance to Lose Control
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05 Sep 2025
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Andrew walked into the lobby with a sober mind, and he very nearly halted in his tracks.
One, two, three, four. Nicky, Aaron, and Kevin, the same.
Neil Josten, bruised rotten, blue eyes, hair that gleamed red under the sterile lights. Neil Josten, no longer absent of scent. He smelled like smoke, fire, and the smallest hint of something sweet, like an autumn campfire and roasted smores.
Neil Josten, an alpha, who's scent filled Andrew's lungs and spoke of relief.
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- Part 1 of Last Chance to Lose Control
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04 Sep 2025
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Andrew should've taken more care with hiding the hickeys littering his neck. The hoodie he's sporting isn't doing much, collar stretched and warped from one too many washes, one too many instances of Andrew himself pulling at it while it was keeping someone else warm. Jealous of fabric, of the warmth it provided, Andrew thought he could do a better job at heating up the wearer's skin.
So now the neckline was fucked, and the hoodie belonged to him, a trophy he swore he'd never display.
Nick bobs like a fish until the words finally spill out. He's looking at Andrew's neck, not his face. "Again? Does your boyfriend not get tired?"
Andrew dates his college's star athlete. No, he won't tell anyone about it.
Bookmarked by telonulea
25 Aug 2025