SappisCrying
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Will wakes up to find Mike Wheeler sleeping on his floor, only four years younger. Now it’s up to the Party to get him back to his own timeline.
Title from the song Landslide - Fleetwood Mac
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12 Jan 2026
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Peakpeakpeakpeakpeak holy peak I’ve been thinking about this fic all day I loved it so much
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people problems by loveroulettes for ConventionalExy (Conventionals)
Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
05 Feb 2022
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When Neil meets the perfect guy Andrew realizes that six and a half years later, he still doesn’t know how to ask the important questions.
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08 Jan 2026
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It starts with an almost illegibly-scrawled message on the back of a cheap photographic reproduction of Falmouth Beach, and a single line that, like everything else in Andrew Minyard's life, he will never forget.
Or: five times that Andrew gets postcards from Neil and one time that he doesn’t, set against the backdrop of six different beaches.
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19 Dec 2025
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I read a fic with no happy ending and was sad that there was no happy ending. Scratch that, I’m actively sobbing through the fucking chapters
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It’s winter in Hawkins, and Mike and Will aren’t speaking anymore. Living in Mike’s house, Will tries to be invisible, spending most of his time in the basement.
Then the power goes out — and if there’s one thing he dreads more than facing Mike, it’s the cold.
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Seven nights in which Mike and Will have to sleep in the same bed, even though they’re barely friends anymore.
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Andrew shrugs. “If you’re going to stick around, don’t insult me. Stand there and look pretty, or disappear and leave me alone.”
Neil laughs harshly. “Andrew, it’s me. I’m real. You’re not that crazy.”
“My dead boyfriend is in front of me, implying the FBI helped him fake his death.” Another drag. “I could use a different word, if you prefer. Psychotic, schizophrenic, delusional. Find me a thesaurus, would you?”
“Boyfriend,” Neil echoes.
“Whatever you were.” Andrew stubs his cigarette out on the step between his feet. “Whatever we were going to be if your father hadn’t disemboweled you.”
Neil is dead, until he isn't.
A Neil-Died-In-Baltimore-But-Not-Really AU
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07 Dec 2025
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Almost broke down???? Hello???? Loved this so fucking much????