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“Why are you here?” Till asks. He means it to sound scathing, but it comes out as jagged as a dull knife. It’s been a long day, or maybe a short day; Till has no grasp on time, or his surroundings for that matter, and he can feel that there’s still blood all over his face and probably spit and dirt and it’s objectively nasty, and scary, and… Ivan doesn’t budge.
He just looks at him with that look. The weird, blank one. “Sometimes, you are the one who asks stupid questions,” Ivan says.
Till can’t figure Ivan out. Still, Ivan’s kindness, albeit weird, is something Till can’t help but be drawn to.
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- Part 2 of the love was there
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Ivan buries his face in her hair. Plants his lips on her head, like how Mizi does on her cheek. It feels different coming from him, though. She doesn’t have enough time to protest before he’s pulling away to look at her, and Sua is nice enough to look back.
“Please, Sua,” he almost whispers, with such a look of captivating sadness in his eyes that reminds Sua why he’s the favorite. “Don’t.”
Suddenly, she sees her sister’s face in Ivan’s, clearest she’s seen in years. You don't want to go "pop!" and die, do you?
Sua and Ivan must be twins. This probably isn't a good thing.
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- Part 1 of the love was there
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“the love was there. it didn’t change anything. it didn’t save anyone. there were just too many forces against it. but it still matters that the love was there.”
a series of canon-compliant alien stage oneshots dedicated to exploring each of the one-on-one relationships between 4nakt 🤍
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Babysitting, Which Is to Say, Sitting as Far Away as Possible From This Baby by fflyhigher, pinecow
Fandoms: Alien Stage (Web Series)
24 Sep 2025
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“Do you think Till baby likes the food?” Ivan asks.
Till wears a look of abject horror. “Please don’t call it that.”
“I should kill myself if he doesn’t.”
“This can’t be real,” Till whispers, face in his hands.
Something is happening here. It cannot be acknowledged out loud lest it play a role equivalent to a flammable gas leak.
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Often, Sua suspects that aliens consider her no different from one of the dolls bearing her appearance that her mother releases every once in a while. All smooth limbs and flexible joints. Lacking any curves or complications. Hard and plain underneath the suggestive fabric, unable to feel or fulfill any carnal need, although surely, the aliens must find a way.
But the stiff plastic tongues of the dolls cannot lap someone else's saliva as Sua's tongue is doing, sucking on the sticky nectar coating Mizi's gums. Their flat chests, permanently fused with the white frills of the miniature dresses they are wearing, cannot perk up when squeezed by the hand of another girl. Most importantly, the place between their legs, lacking the outline of genitals, devoid of any desperation or craving, cannot grow squeamishly wet as Sua feels herself do, with every stroke of Mizi's tongue.
(Or: Sua turns 21. She and Mizi do their best to celebrate this passage of time.)
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tried and tested methods for effectively handling a haunting by anumone_7
Fandoms: Alien Stage (Web Series)
20 Dec 2025
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Initially, your ghost may still be dressed in the well-ironed suit from the day of their burial, with a few specks of dirt here and there. You might have imagined him dressed like this in a different setting. A dance or a wedding. You placing his hand in someone else's, giving him away. Giving him away, you say, as if he were ever yours. Still, you would have liked to do your part, telling the story about the flower crowns, smiling in all the right places. He, soft-eyed in the crowd, hair parted to the side. Looking every bit like someone's handsome, loving son.
In the end, when you gave him away, he still looked as handsome. Perhaps it is a good thing that best man speeches can be made into eulogies with only a few edits.
(Or: There is a ghost at Ivan's doorstep, and it has a familiar face.)
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- Part 3 of etymology
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One day Sua looked at Mizi, pink hair getting in her eyes as she giggled about something she’d just said, and realized that losing her would be more devastating than getting shattered to never be put whole again.
There’s no meaning to her existence, no reason for her to keep on living if Mizi is no longer there with her. What use is a doll without an owner? If nobody is there to marvel at its beauty, at the fine way she was sculpted, what is it if not a dust-covered ornament?
Sua has always been prone to breaking.
Bookmarked by carmenile
16 Sep 2025
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a beginner's guide to growing and caring for anemones by anumone_7 for ruewyn
Fandoms: Alien Stage (Web Series)
30 Jun 2025
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At eight years of age, Ivan had bet that Till couldn’t spin around thirty times without stopping. Naturally, Till had set out to prove him wrong. On his twenty-second spin, he had collapsed onto the ground, sweat pooling under his arms, lightheaded.
Grief, he realizes, is the same. He keeps rotating on a single axis, watching the world pass by around him, but his feet remain rooted to the same spot. The condensation on the shower wall that looks like raindrops, blueprints circled in red marker, the jiggly bread pudding served at dinner, the kisses shared between rebels his age at the bar, and even the stars twinkling through the haze of clouds. No matter where he goes, all the distance travelled only leads him back here again.
Till supposes not all of them make it to twenty-three. Not him. Not Ivan.
(Or: A year and a half after the final round of Alien Stage, Till learns how to grow anemones at the rebel base. Remembering Ivan happens somewhere in between)