post-karma
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you're 28 and I'm still 22 – won't you wait till I catch up to you? by batkleos
Fandoms: Alien Stage (Web Series), Love Bullet (Manga)
13 Jul 2025
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Oh.
I’m going to die.
That’s fine, isn’t it? He’s going to live.
But…
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Seven years later, Ivan stirs on the floor of the ALNST museum. Winged, white haired, but still 22.
"Hello, Ivan. You took your time."
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The walls are painted blue and white. Glass encases him. Children all around, wearing perfectly clean clothing, matching uniforms. The eyes of the dead stare up at him as innocent as angels.
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I have a lot of feelings and this is my way of dealing with them :') title taken from the first verse of ruler of my heart
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There is blood in his veins, air in his lungs, and a gnawing on his heart that gets heavier and heavier with every passing second.
He is alive. He survived. And he can’t help but weep.
or: luka's life post-karma, and an unexpected glimmer of hope.
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Post-KARMA. Luka is left behind-shattered, subdued, remade. The rebellion is dust, Hyuna is dead, and he is little more than a kept artifact in Anakt Garden. But when a familiar voice cuts through the silence—a clone with his own memories of death-Luka begins to unravel.
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Will Shooting Stars Align? ('Neath the Sun) by quinnistired
Fandoms: Alien Stage (Web Series)
21 Sep 2025
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He's not dead. Unsha never figured out a way to get him back into the spotlight, but his wife likes him too much to get rid of him. You'll find him here. Good luck, and thank you for respecting my wishes.
- MIvan and Till reunite and try to get to Mizi so they can process the horrors of the past and finally let the fallen rest.
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“Yeah. I was 21 and he was 22.” a quiver slipped into his tone. He stared down at his sketchbook again, looking into those eyes that had haunted him for a long time. “Now, I’m 30 and he’s still 22. He’s forever 22.”
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A ghost shouldn’t bleed. A ghost shouldn’t fight. But those eyes, his eyes, had stared back at him like the dead had decided to walk.
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- Part 1 of Oh, Be My Rest, Be My Fantasy
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When Ivan wakes, he is confronted by the face he wanted to meet the least.
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But sometimes, the nightmares still crawl inside to drag him back into darkness. Show him the most twisted and wretched places of his soul. The things he can never atone for.
How ironic that it catches up with him now of all times, ready to damage what is left of his battered connection with Ivan. Even after all this time, Till can’t help but to hurt him without even meaning to…
Unintentionally, his fingers are drawn back to his neck and he flinches briefly when they brush over the fresh bruises. The twisted smile on his lips deepens. He needs to set this right.
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Or: Ivan visits Till in his nightmares and brings him to have a conversation with the real Ivan
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- Part 2 of Love H̶u̶r̶t̶s̶ Heals
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Ivan’s body weight is pinning him to the hospital bed.
“Isn’t it so romantic,” the offender croons, batting his eyelashes like a blushing school-girl,
“That you were the last thing I saw, before I died?”
Parasites take haste and burrow deep into their host’s flesh. Parasites consume all that is good and all that is warm – but only what is necessary – so as to keep their host half-alive.
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Till had survived captivity, blood sport, a bullet through the neck, and seven years of grief that had chewed straight through his heart. And now? Now he was being brought down by whatever hellish germ the children he rescued had coughed onto him.
(Or so he thinks)
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- Part 2 of Oh, Be My Rest, Be My Fantasy
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"Hey, Till?"
Looking up, the silver haired met with the raven hair's eyes; has his eyes always been that color? Annoyed at the moment, the silver haired gently placed his sketchbook on the artificial grass he was sitting on in ANAKT Garden.
"What? What do you want?"
"If I were to die one day, would you miss me? Would you care?"
Scoffing, a smirk appeared on his face, showing nothing but sarcasm.
"No, I wouldn't. I wouldn't show one ounce of worry if you died."
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Post-Karma, Till's hallucinations finally gotten to him, realizing his feelings for Ivan way too late.
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let me feel your hands on my neck, darling by melpomeniee
Fandoms: Alien Stage (Web Series)
31 Jul 2025
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and you look the same; just how I remember you 7 years ago.
it’s like you never left, dear – but the glint in your eyes and the way you carry yourself is completely wrong.
can you please give me that smug grin of yours, dripping with mischief and honey-thick mirth?────
how do you go about loving the shell of what once was? how do you go about loving a stranger?
[ you and I are destined to be star-crossed lovers, a beat too late. ]
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Clearly fed up with the ghosts of her past (both literally and figuratively), Mizi stands up on shaky legs and cracks open the metal door in front of her.
The sun hits her skin as she sets her feet into the grains of sand beneath her. It’s hot, and it scorches a bit, but she couldn’t care less. Sporting nothing but a bra and some underwear she doesn’t recall where she got from, she would usually feel uncomfortable, exposed at the least, but decency had left her long ago.
She sits down in the hot sand, sucking in a breath as it contacts her skin. She uses her pointer finger to draw crude stick figures of Dewey and Issac, it grounds her a bit.
”I wonder what they think of me now…” Mizi ponders, although the answer to the question is abundantly clear.
She’s always preferred not to face the truth of things, and old habits die hard.
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The life of a lone traveler, plagued with apparitions of her past failures. Will the witch ever find peace in this sick, twisted world?