Pre-Round 1 (Alien Stage)
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day 2 of ivantill week: COOL/ CUTE [both the prompts have been used for this work]
— wherein little Till and Ivan have certain thoughts about each other
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- Part 2 of juni's entries for ivantill week 2024
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Till decides to confess to Mizi on his birthday, but he’s left heart broken when he walks in on her kissing Sua. When he runs off to cry alone from the indirect rejection, Luka ends up finding him. He decides to cheer him up after hearing him mention it’s his birthday, though he’ll have to make do since he didn’t have the chance to buy or make him a present.
This is set before the Alien Stage competition and while I’m not sure on their exact ages, everyone in this one shot is an adult. Not the most canon compliant in case you couldn’t tell, and please don’t judge anyone for enjoying a harmless rarepair.
Hope you enjoy! :D
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Once nightmares become engulfing, there’s only one thing left to do. Let yourself be embraced and chant, “cheer up”. That’s what Ivan and Till too decide to do in their last hours, trying to cast away the bad dreams. What follows is a dramatic tale of unraveling foreign, hidden feelings awakened by tragedy.
WARNING: Spoilers for ROUND 7 and Till's latest comic.
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“It's hard to move in,” Sua explains. A small smile forces itself on her lips. She tucks a strand of hair behind one of her ears, pearls dangling from her lobes like planets overtaken by everlasting tundras. “It's a bit itchy, too. But I think it's too late to change it.”
Not that they ever cared what she thought, no matter how much sand was left in the hourglass, slipping through her fingers and set to bury the other alive. At least in death, they'd leave her alone, find boredom in her rotting corpse as it was to be destroyed and scattered across the garden. There'd be nothing left to admire, after that. Certainly not her heart, a selfish black hole. Certainly not her mind, poisoned and melancholy, a bitter syrup.
“Next round will be better,” Mizi says. “I’ll make sure of it.”
Sua’s mouth goes dry. “I believe you.”
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With Round 1 on the horizon, Sua is forced to confront herself (and whom she adores most).
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Mizi’s memory is fading
・・・・・⟢
Yuri!! Doomed yuri!!!!