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You’re always starting with the eyes, Ivan pointed out. Till could feel the ghost of a touch on his healthy shoulder.
“It’s a habit. I always do that,” Till explained curtly, eyes already on the next page. Now that he thought about it—when had it started? He used to start with the usual guidelines. Circle for the head, a downward line to mark the chin, and a horizontal line to mark where the eyes would be…
Till wants to remember everyone. Every human he could and couldn't save. But one guy just stays on his mind, distractingly.
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Langa stands on top of a slope he had bested hundreds of times. An easy one his father had shown him back when he was twelve years old. So many memories had happened here. If he squints, he could still see their footprints in the snow. It didn't matter that that same snow had long ago melted. Like water, perhaps, it remembers. Or maybe that was an old-wives-tale.
Shaking the thoughts from his head, he puts on the glasses and positions himself. Just go downhill. You've done it since forever. And so, he starts down. Further and further he goes. Until his life, going downhill with him, catches up to him and makes him fall.
Langa's father is dead. He is never coming back, and Langa doesn't know yet that something beautiful will welcome him in Okinawa (and Adam but let us be oblivious to that).
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"There's a national competition we'd like to sign you up for—not to play against each other, but for a violin-piano duet. The piece is your choice."
"The two of you are the most advanced people we have in the orchestra and the ensemble," Miss Hyuna added. "It would do our school well to be represented by you both."
Till nodded along, eyes drifting over to Ivan.
"I—" he started, before his mouth closed shut again. He didn't necessarily want to, but looking at his teachers… Could he disappoint them like that?
Ivan nodded, poster-boy smile on his face. "I'd be absolutely honoured to!"
Till is in the orchestra, Ivan is too and is fucking annoying... And now they have to perform a duet?!
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"Hold on…" He continued guffawing like a dying horse. "They're convinced we're in relationship. Or at least a very homoerotic friendship!"
"Wait, what? What are you talking about? Can't it do serious damage to just assume people are in relationships? We're not!"
"As I said, fanservice. It's nothing deep. Personally, I do find it incredibly interesting how well our chemistry seems to shine through, though. See it as a compliment and stay away from Tumblr and AO3."
"AO—what?"
Unknown Sorrow has gained incredible success, and so has Ivan and Till's relationship... at least privately. So, what happens when you have a secret relationship, a world tour, the urge to propose and suddenly your boyfriend is acting... weirder than usual?
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"... How did you manage that?" Till asks after a few more bites. One better than the last. When one is sweet, the next is spicy, and the more he chews it before swallowing, he feels more of the seasonings come through.
Ivan looks up, still chewing. "What do you mean?" He had eaten his eomma's tteokbokki before as well; even praised it, and yet he doesn't understand?
Till takes another bite, a delicious comfort for the pang in his chest. "It tastes like... It tastes just like the one my eomma always made," he almost mumbles.
Ivan cooks tteokbokki for Till.
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these two idiots, written by a practicing idiot by kisol
Fandom Alien Stage (Web Series)
04 Dec 2025
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Series of writing exercises written by me featuring our favourite alnst queers (whether thats Mizisua as well is to be decided).
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Tired of being hit on, Lu Guang embarks on a fake relationship with Cheng Xiaoshi - all while investigating a kidnapping ring, lying to everyone they know, and trying to Make More Money™.
(A.K.A. just another typical day at the photo studio.)
-- In which they’re both far too enthusiastic about pretend-dating, and the line between reality and fiction gets blurred
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21 Apr 2026
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The love letter is two sentences long. There isn’t even a Dear Langa, that’s how short it is. It covers approximately 10% of the paper’s surface area.
The sentences get straight to the point. I have a crush on you. Isn’t that awful? It’s written in striking red, in an almost illegible handwriting.
There’s no signature.
For the first time in Langa’s life, he cares about a love confession.
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Bookmarked by kisol
16 Apr 2026
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Zagreus keeps leaving without telling Thanatos.
Of course, this causes some annoyance, so Thanatos needs answers and to vent.
In the form of letters of course.
Ones that he thought nobody would ever find.Bookmarked by kisol
23 Mar 2026
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Was he really ok with this? Ivan was a catch. Disciplined, smart, charming, and so annoyingly attractive. Fake dating for an undetermined period of time seemed…
“Are you sure about this?" Till asks, his eyebrow twitching, “This just doesn’t— I dunno, feel like you,”
“And what would you know about me?” Ivan counters, crimson pupils appearing to glow under the sun’s splintered rays.
Till impulsively claims to be dating his roommate. Ivan is okay with this, for whatever reason.
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Bookmarked by kisol
03 Mar 2026
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I couldn't ask for a better friendship. Or a better gift. Thank you Rosh<3
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laments shaped like persimmons by anumone_7 for IBANNY
Fandoms: Alien Stage (Web Series)
20 Feb 2026
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“I’m merely ensuring that you’re paying attention,” Ivan says, brushing away an eyelash from underneath his own eyelid. “Many great rulers lose their minds out of boredom, you know. It is a general’s duty to make sure that his king stays on his toes.”
“Is that why you marked down the rice by at least three percent?” Till asks, pinching Ivan’s calf. “I don’t think you need to worry so much about my mind. It sure can’t find a moment’s rest when you’re around.”
Ivan snorts, mouth crumpling. Till thinks of persimmons left to dry out under the sun, pruned with time. Such is the state of Ivan’s smile. “You flatter me, Your Highness. Indeed, it was merely from a place of duty.” A tinge of pink floods his cheeks. “However will you punish me for this overstep? Will it be the ropes or the chains? Or will it be straight to the dungeons this time?”
(Or: King Till looks after his slightly annoying, slightly endearing general.)