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Till thinks that the slow pace they’re taking and all of Ivan’s gestures throughout it add to his feelings bit by bit, assuring him of what he wants right now, what he likes. Which is why Till has been stuck on one issue recently, unsure how to… bring this up.
They haven’t been on a proper date yet.
Till wants to go on a date. Ivan is very normal about this information, surely?
[Can be read as a standalone, but I write some references to the first part]Series
- Part 2 of Rest with your dream inside my dream
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29 Jun 2025
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This is what he gets:
Till’s loud, scratchy voice, raised even louder to scream at him, the sharp pull of grubby fingers in his hair, alien grass and red flowers staining the pristine white of his Anakt Garden uniform. The edge of a sob in Till’s tone, and a heavy, choking feeling Ivan is slowly identifying in himself as excitement. He doesn’t mind making Till cry. He looks good like that, red-faced, frustrated. If Mizi so much as glances at him, Till flushes down to his neck, but Ivan’s options are more limited. It’s a shame, really. The red compliments the green of his eyes. He just wishes he could see them directed at him more often.
But, no matter. This was the hand he was dealt. He'll have to make the most of it.
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28 Jun 2025
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I Must Be Dreaming (Or We're Onto Something) by nincompoop (taintedpriest)
Fandoms: Alien Stage (Web Series)
27 Jun 2025
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ivan & till fuck and ask questions later
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27 Jun 2025
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Where theres something inside Till that resurfaces whenever he sees those black eyes from a pink haired child.
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27 Jun 2025
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Blood stained white flowers by Eclipsa270808
Fandoms: 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
23 Nov 2025
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"Blood-stained white robes. Golden eyes that seemed to sparkle—or perhaps burn hotter than the lava surrounding them. Pale skin with an odd glow? Maybe all calamities would glow when newly christened. Long dark brunette hair that flowed freely behind said being.
It wielded no weapon. Perhaps he didn’t need it. His hands were clean, with long elegant fingers, the kind used to wield a sword—but there was none."
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Do you ever wish we had more of calamity Xie Lian? Yeah same
So here, an au where he emerges from the kiln instead of ascending for the third time.I dont know how to tag, so I guess I will just do it as I go.
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09 Jun 2025