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Born unwanted, raised out of necessity, and shaped into something he never wanted to be. Ivan is the bastard heir to a once powerful dukedom, a puppet to be used by those grasping at the remains of their former influence. But emotions can’t be learned from books and no amount of training can make up for what he lacks.
Until he sees Till.
A street boy who burns with every feeling Ivan has never understood. A boy who fights, laughs, and loves with reckless abandon. A boy Ivan becomes obsessed with, watching closely from the shadows, mimicking every expression until they feel like they’re his own. But just as quickly as he appears, Till vanishes.
Years later, their paths cross again, only now Till belongs to someone else, the empire is on the brink of war, and Ivan is no longer satisfied with just watching.
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03 Oct 2025
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Okay, so maybe Till had a brief, embarrassing crush on Ivan back in high school. But that was years ago. Things changed. People moved on. Ivan moved on first, and Till? He was simply being the bigger person, and silently wishing Ivan would trip and fall into a ditch.
Which would’ve been a lot easier if Ivan didn’t still look better than the Ahn Hyoseop poster Till pretends he threw out three years ago.
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28 Sep 2025
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“You know what, games are boring without stakes. So here’s the deal: I will make you win.”
“You say that like you’re God.”
“No. I say that like I could be yours.”Or:
Till thinks Ivan ruined his life. Ivan calls it 'Pavlovian pre-game' on a bad day, 'long-term courtship' on a good one.
Naturally, their partnering spirals into a contact imrpov where trust falls are emotional and ambiguously-sensual incidents involving Ivan’s hand on Till’s throat are punch-worthy.But this isn't a duet; it's softcore war crimes of the heart featuring misremembered cherry stains, questionable love bites, and psycho diver boys who say ‘hold your breath’ and don’t mean it metaphorically.
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04 Jul 2025
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Ivan didn’t dignify his retort with an answer. His fingers brushed over the leather on his sheath.
“Touch him again,” Ivan’s voice came out flat. Not a threat. Not a request.
His thoughts reprimanded him; telling him not here, Ivan ignored it.
He just needed a reason.
Till sniffled, pain blooming into a headache as he cradled his forehead. Freddie cackled, finding his discomfort funny. He lunged forward, his arm shooting out ready to gather a fistful of Till’s hair.
Ivan got his reason.
His katana made a sharp, clean sound as it withdrew from his waist. It happened so fast, no one processed the motion–until Freddie’s arm was rolling on the floor and blood was gushing out of where it used to be.
This story is now available in Russian, translated by like_a_black_sorrow
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16 Jun 2025
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Has Ivan ever played chess? No. Does he even know what chess is? Also no.
Somehow, though, he performs so many mental gymnastics everyday that he might as well be constantly playing 4D chess against himself. As Sua would say, Ivan ‘thinks a lot for someone who acts like he’s never had a thought in his life.’
…Then Ivan falls in love with Till. The chess playing becomes ten times more violent.
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And so commences his master plan to make Till happy – a plan that happens to take 23+ years, a brief football career, taming a dragon using quantum physics, several war crimes, and very, very, very close brushes with death.
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15 Jun 2025