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Put Me Back In It ( Darlin' I’d Do It Again ) by httphimbo
Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
16 Nov 2025
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It’s not fair. It’s all Neil can think, childish and foolish and true. It’s not fair. It’s not fair. It never has been. The tickets weigh as much as a coffin lid, as the lie that is Neil Josten. Kevin’s hand is still on top of his and his fingers tremble. Neil stares. It’s his left hand, a solid reminder of the bastion of cruelty these tickets are going to lead him to.
“I’m sorry.” Kevin whispers.
Neil barks a bitter laugh that ravages his throat and tucks the tickets into his pocket. “Yeah, me too.”Or:
Nathaniel Wesninski dies in a basement in Baltimore. Neil Josten wakes up on the bleachers in Millport. One of them still has to get Jean out of the Nest.SEQUEL TO YOU'RE ON YOUR OWN KID (YOU ALWAYS HAVE BEEN)
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- Part 2 of both arms cradle you now
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When Neil wakes up in a very familiar car sitting next to a ghost, a little more than 7 years younger, he was more than a little freaked out. Last thing he remembered was going out for Andrew's 25th birthday.
He hadn’t been sure what to expect. He hadn’t even been sure why he’d done it. He was left adrift in too tight skin, sitting for hours next to the ghost of his mother in what was apparently a jaunt into the past, but it was ingrained in him to run back to Andrew. Always he orbited around the man who stood between him and any threat. Always he found his way to the man’s side. Now was no exception.
He hadn’t really expected for Andrew to know who he was though.
As he heard Andrew’s voice say his name, he realized that he’d been expecting a ‘Who is this?’, not a ‘Neil?’. Somehow, the relief he’d felt at hearing it though, was short lived. He was panicking.
“Where the fuck are you. I woke up six hours ago in the house in Colombia with Nicky and Aaron. It’s fucking April 22nd, 2003 Neil.”
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"Oh, Mr. Black," Voldemort crooned, watching him over the obsidian table. Their reflections were crisp in the polished surface and seemed more real, more tangible, than Regulus felt standing there. "Are you sure you want to play this game with me?"
Regulus didn't give him the satisfaction of flinching.
"Are you?" he challenged.
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A villain does not have a happy ending. They cause trouble for the heroes, they get punished, and they die.
There is no sympathy for the villain, all that awaits them is a cold and empty grave.
Which is why, after Vil Schoenheit relived the memories of his past life, he was absolutely livid. Why? Because he was the villain of the hit BL game, Twisted Loverland! The crazy fiance of Prince Leona! The monster boss to Rook! The bully of Cater! The ruiner-of-lives to Trey! The murderer of Idia's little brother, and...
Well, Vil had never played Malleus' route in his past life, but he was sure he had screwed the guy over somehow.
But that's okay! All he had to do was break off his engagement with Leona, curry favor with Rook, not harass Cater, avoid Trey, not kill Idia's brother, and...
Well, he still had no idea what to do with Malleus, but he'd work that out later.
Except... Leona won't cancel the engagement, Rook was obsessed with him, Cater and Trey keep on asking him to be their third, Idia's brother keeps on trying to set them up, and...
Malleus... Was... There? Somehow?
(AKA, A Villianess isekai AU)
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- Part 1 of Sympathy for the Villain-Verse

