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“You would be committing a sin, a treachery against those you claim to protect,” Rerir said with a low laugh. He found himself entertained by this more assertive side of the wisp. Perhaps it was the constant proximity to this peculiar fae, or perhaps the Abyssal shards had dulled his restraint, but the offer seemed almost harmless, a little game without consequence.
“A grave sin indeed,” the fae replied with a quiet laugh, his composure unbroken. “Guidance and malevolence often walk side by side.”
Or,
A tale of a rekindled flame, a bone and a sinful beast.
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bare your teeth, hold my name in your mouth by thekweenof
Fandoms: Alien Stage (Web Series)
12 May 2026
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Ivan wakes up in a grass field full of red flowers. The air is warm and dry, and Ivan breathes it in, the ghost of rain still running down his face and the image of Till’s shocked face smeared in his vision. A beautiful blue sky looms overhead.
On his left, a boy with gray hair lays beside him, fast asleep. Ivan thinks surely even death could not be this cruel. Ivan swallows as he skims his fingers over the boy’s face.
“Till.” He says, too softly for anyone to hear.
Till stirs, his eyelids twitch, but he doesn’t wake.
Ah.
Ivan wonders which part of this is the bad dream.
Russian translation available!! -- Translated by Tsukimi_77
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wide awake before I found you (this must be my dream) by Ouchie_Ouchie
Fandoms: Alien Stage (Web Series)
07 Feb 2026
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Ivan inevitably found himself standing in front of his puzzle, leaning slightly to get a better view of the boy’s face. It was the first time Ivan had ever gotten to see a black eye so close.
“Did you win or lose?” were the first words out of Ivan’s mouth.
The boy was so absentminded that he had flinched back at the simple question. For a second his sharp eyes widen before falling into two slits, a glare.
His arms tightened around himself and he huffed out a breath. “What are you talking about?”
Ivan pointed to his own eye, “Your face. Did you win or lose the fight?” His own face didn’t contort the way messy-haired playground boy’s did.
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Or, Ivan learns how to define love.
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Till bends his head down. Somewhere along the way, his Ivan has vanished. Till sweeps Ivan’s wet hair away from his face, smooths his palm down Ivan’s broad chest to feel for the heartbeat thudding slow but solid there. He’s only trembling slightly. He puts his lips to Ivan’s ear.
‘Get the fuck up, idiot.’
Ivan opens his eyes.
In the end, Ivan comes back to Till in the form of a cryogenic chamber. (Or: Ivan and Till get worse before they get better.)
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Strong arms locked around Till, holding him back, but the insanity came in violent spasms. He needed to hear his voice again. Sickness festered in his gut until it coursed through his constricted throat; it burned as his voice clawed out. “I…van…”
His hand lashed out again, viciously pointing, panic boiling in his chest. “Iva…n.”
✿ Or: Eight years after the Alien Stage was blown up, Till has found some semblance of peace with the rebels. But, of course, fate decides to fuck with him. He searches for Ivan.
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Vodyanitsa takes Odette’s hand in her own. “What Alyosha and I have should have no effect on what you and I share. He is dear to me, but so are you. It would be unfair for me to neglect one of you for the other.” She kisses Odette’s palm, sees her expression twist with her own conflicting emotions. “And it would also be unfair for me to be the reason the two of you refuse to indulge in each other.”
“That’s not—” Odette starts, trying to tug her hand away gently. Vodyanitsa holds on, and Odette gives up fast. “I never said that’s what I wanted.”
“But you were thinking it,” Vodyanitsa counters with a smile.
or: alyosha, vodyanitsa, odette, and mitya all have so much love to show each other, and vodyanitsa wants to make their dreams a reality.