#Mizi x reader

[merlucide]

GIVING THEM A FLOWER CROWN!~ ♪

notes: aha… not my normal content! The alien stage brainrot has gotten to me and there is NOTHING for this fandom 😭

characters: Mizi, Sua, Till, Ivan, Luka, Hyuna

warnings: light curing, cringe but who gaf, not proofread

You carefully weaved the red flower stems together, fingers gently tugging on the petals to perfectly secure the crown. You examined your work, satisfied with the quality of your labor. You got up from the grassy shade you were sitting under and looked around for your s/o, whom you finally found in the cafeteria, sitting alone in a secluded corner munching on something to their liking.

Her eyes immediately brighten when seeing you hehe

She stands up from her spot and slams her hands onto the table

“Y/N! Guess what!! They’re letting me have sweets!! It’s just this once but still! Would you like some?”

To which you happily nod your head, letting her feed you a spoonful of strawberry shortcake.

“Isn’t it good? Ugh it’s amazing!” Mizi sighs happily, licking the frosting of her spoon.

“Everything all good though?” 

You fiddle with the petals behind your back, slightly nervous.

“Well, I have something for you, close your eyes!”

Mizi goes ‘😲’ to ‘😊’

She patiently waits for you give present her with whatever it is

You place the delicate crown onto her awaiting soft hands.

She blinks open her eyes and a bright smile adorns her pretty lips

“I- For me?! Really?! Oh wow!! It’s so pretty!” She gasps excitedly, her index finger hovering over the red petals barely touching the soft skin.

“How did you know these were my favorites?!” Mizi asked eyes wide

“Heh, well you’ve mentioned it to probably anyone who would listen, and they are the only flowers that grow freely in here,” You giggle, which a soft blush coats her cheeks. 

She whispers a soft “oh..!” 😮

You took the crown and place it on top of her pink hair

“So pretty, my princess,” you teased lovingly

She thinks something happened by the way you just speed past everyone straight to her lmao

“..Where you looking for me? Sorry, I should’ve told you where I was headed,” Sua softly said, wiping the corners of her mouth politely.

“Everything alright?”

To which you wave her off, saying simply ‘I just needed to see you,’ which makes her feel all mushy n’ loved ><

“Now! Close your eyes,” you playfully demand, which Sua obeys.

You take her hands and hold them out open for the crown

And then placed your creation in her palms

“Okay- open now!” 

Sua blinks her eyes, surprised at the sudden gift, a soft smile settles on her lips

“It’s so very pretty, y/n, thank you,” Sua beams, placing it upon her head.

“How do I look?” She asks

You look BEAUTIFUL Sua 🥹

You smile back at her, “Stunning as ever! Red is such a pretty color on you Sua.”

She then places a soft kiss on your cheek.

“I’m afraid I don’t have anything else to give you in return, I hope this will suffice for now,” Sua cheekily whispered. 

“Yeah, that took a lot of my time and energy so I’m gonna need a few moreeeee 😏”

Currently gouging little sandwiches down his throat lmao

He was scarfing it down like a starved man probably was ☹️

You’re unsure if he hears you or is simply in sandwich heaven because he isn’t responding to you calling his name ‘Till, Till, Till, TILL?? TILL?!?”

“TILL?” You almost yelled, tapping him

His head frantically shot up and distraughtly began choking and coughing.

Which you’re freaking out bc you though you just killed him somehow

You aggressively pat his back, flower crown long forgot on the floor lmao

His coughing fit calms down, and a tear slips down his red face. 

Just kill him now, he CANNOT look you in the eye after you just witnessed that

“Till?? Are-Are you okay?? Sorry- I didn’t mean to, scare you? Are you okay?” You awkwardly rub his back

“Fine.” He grunts out

He awkwardly clears his throat, fixing his gaze on the floor

“So um, didja uh, need anything..? Or something?”

“Oh yeah! Um, well I have you something, if that’s okay,”

Till blushed at the thought that you cared enough to give a gift to him

“Okay! Close you eyes!” You beamed

you bent down and picked up the crown.

He thought of every possible outcome it could be- his imagination likes the idea that the gift was a kiss >.<

Which has Till beet red, awaiting for a kiss that never came

“Alright- open your eyes!”

He peeled open his eyes, settling them on the flower headpiece you made

He was unsure what you had meant by this

Like?? You want me to wear it?

“What do you think? Hm?” You peered

“Y-you made this for me eh?” He awkwardly asked

You nodded as he took the crown from your hands and gave it a good look

“It’s very, ah, pretty..? Thank you y/n,” he gave a smile to you, putting the crown on the table

You softly frowned. “You’re not going to wear it?”

Oh Till wish he would have just shut his mouth-

“WHAAT? No!! Of course I am?! What the hell are you talking about!?” He scrambled to find something to say to make you happy again

Till aggressively put the crown on top of his head

“S-SEE?!” Till nervously yelled, causing a few heads to turn

You giggled at his reaction, oh he was so cute :3

“I’m glad you like it Till, mwah” you placed a gentle kiss on the corner of his mouth

Till rn: 😳😦

Basically he’s broken yk

“Okay- I’m leaving now byeeeee!~” knowing what you just did left him a mess

“Out looking for me so soon?” He teased

“Oh hush would you,” you playfully snapped back, sitting beside him.

Ivan curiously leaned to see what you were hiding behind your back-

Which you leaned back further so he couldn’t heh

“Abababa!- No peeking, you’ll see soon enough,” you grin

Ivan dramatically sighs and sits back, waiting for what you’ll do next

You exhale “Alrighty, close you eyes,” 

Which Ivan did as you told

After a few times of peeking his eye open to annoy you just a bit

You grabbed his hands and opened them flat, and then put down the crown upon them.

Ivan opened his eyes and made a ‘:o’ face

He moved the crown around, looking at all of the intricate braidings you did

“..It’s lovely, thank you y/n,” Ivan grinned

He installed it on top of his head, making sure it’s secure. 

“Now, did you make this all special for me?” He coyly asked, already knowing the damn answer 🙄

You scoffed, you felt your face warming up at his teasing

“You’re so annoying..” 

Ivan rn:  :3

“Yes stupid, I made it just for you, because I love you. Happy with that answer?” You mocked lovingly. 

Ivan was kinda caught off guard at your honest answer tbh

His face was dusted with a glowing crimson, and eyes slightly widened

“Mn, good,” he softly smiled “I love you too,” 

He pressed a soft kiss to your hand and offered to make you a crown in return :)

(Luka + Hyuna’s parts doesn’t take place in Anakt Garden 🗣️)

He was aware of you nervously tip-toeing around him, and he was rather curious to what you’ve been hiding

“So, what is it hm? What is it you don’t you want me to see?”

And you were kinda like ?!

You thought you were being sneaky, huh

“Well ah, I’m not hiding anything-“ “Really?” “Nope,” “Then why are you so nervous, hm?” Luka continued to press

He was soo annoying like this, ugh

You sighed, leaving the room for a moment and returning with something behind your back

Luka’s brows raised expectantly

“I wasn’t sure if you’d like it so ah,” you fiddled with the crown nervously. 

Luka could be very condescending and belittle your feelings, and just be a jerk yk

Which was a totally valid reason to be scared to give him a gift you made!

“It’s silly but um, here, I made this for you,” you said handing him the flower crown

Luka’s expression was unreadable, which kinda stressed you out more

Luka placed the crown on his head, “What do you think, hm?” He asked

“It’s rather suiting for the prince, don’t you think?” He mused, his purple fingers tucking a piece of your hair out of your face.

“My star, don’t be shy to spoil me with gifts, I won’t reject you y’know”

You all felt silly and embarrassed :> heh

“..mm right,”

“When did you even have time to make this?” He asked curiously

“Well, my ‘owner’ is less strict then yours,” you scoffed “I’ve been bringing good money n’ popularity with my photoshoots and other gigs . It apparently values ‘self expression’ , heh, so it let me wander a bit.”

Luka hummed in acknowledgement, continuing to play with you hair

“I’ll get you something pretty next time,”

She was like all stressed out because the gang was supposed to have already left the area and you weren’t anywhere to be seen 

She’s looking around everywhere for you, and Aliens and androids are starting to figure out what was happening- a raid

Right before she’s about to go rouge and take the motorcycle

She sees you running towards her 🙏 Which she lets out the deepest sigh out ever

She takes your hands and drags you into the jeep

Dewey slams the gas and everyone speeds off, luckily without anyone being caught

Nooow… as for what happens when you guys get back at base

She so pissed LMAOO

I mean she has every right to be upset, you done fked up dawg 🧍‍♀️

She scolding you for going off the plan and wandering off- especially during a raid!!

“What the hell were you thinkin’ huh?! What if they caught you? You wanna be forced back into that life?! Hyuna yelled, gripping onto your shoulders

You could only try to defend why you did it, but it would only fall to deaf ears

You knew she was right, and what you did was stupid- but you haven’t seen those kinds of flowers in what seemed like forever!

They were like a strange comfort, an odd memory of ‘home’

You also could see how overwhelmed Hyuna was by everything recently, the main plan was getting ready to be in motion

You thought you could give her the flowers, hopefully brightening her mood somehow.

“I really am sorry Hyuna, I just had to get it!” “Get what? Get what hah?” Hyuna pressed

You sighed and pulled out the squished flower crown from your bag

Hyuna’s eyes slightly widened as she watched you

“I found them, the flowers from the garden,” You paused. “‘Made it for you, Hyuna,”

She paused, slowly taking the crown and touching the petals,

He shook her head softly.

“You’re ridiculous you know that,” she scoffs, her lips curling into a soft grin

“Unbelievable, really, no sane person literally risks their life for flowers, babes,”

You smile “Heh, I don’t think anyone here is sane,”

She leaned forward to place a lingering kiss onto your forehead

“I really am sorry yun’,” You whispered

“It’s done now, please don’t do that again though. I can’t do this without you y/n,” She smiled at you

“I don’t think I’ve seen these since we left? I didn’t even know they grew out here!” Hyuna laughed

erm sorry for the cringe .. 🧍‍♀️ also sorry for the shortness of Mizi’s + Sua’s 😭 I had a brainfart w/ them

Made Nov 6th 2024

[lukalnst]

I have 2 requests if you dont mind. 1) their reaction to receive flowers. 2)making them pick a number from 1 to 50 and kissing them to that number. (You can do any character if it gives you ideas.✨)(Alien stage) I think there are 4 requests, feel free to reject them.💗

ALIEN STAGE CHARACTER REACTIONS TO GIVING THEM FLOWERS + KISSING

Includes: Mizi, Ivan, Till / Gender neutral pronouns for reader / Fluff / Kisses / Gift giving

Mizi

"You — You really got these for me?"

She is pretty flustered by your gift. She has received flowers in the past on a few occasions, but it didn't mean that much to her; however, you had gotten those for her!

She tries to get you a gift back as soon as she can!

She will maybe try to ask for what you'd like (which she would try to do subtly, but fail miserably at it), and then gift you the things that you asked for.

Chocolates? Flowers? Plushies? Just ask for it!

As for the kisses, I'm pretty sure she'd be flustered by your first kiss with her.

She was a bit awkward when doing it, yes, but she tried her best!

As for the kissing number thing – she chose a number somewhere around 20~.

You can imagine her face when you kissed her around 20 times!

She's not complaining, though.

"Mizi! I got these for you!" You said, practically shoving the flowers in her face. She was a bit taken aback, but she hesitantly took them.

"You got these for me? Why – why?" She managed to stutter out. She was a bit confused, but she wasn't upset. Was it your anniversary and she had forgotten? Did she forget her own birthday?

You just smiled at her. "Well, because I love you!" You beamed out. Now, her face had warmed up slightly and also had a pink blush covering her cheeks.

"I... love you too."

Ivan

He had gotten flowers for you in the past on many occasions but never expected you to do the same.

"You... you don't have to."

He wasn't upset – just confused at why you would get anything for him. He hadn't done anything particularly great, so there wasn't any need to gift him anything.

Ivan was about to speak again when he simply got interrupted by your question. Choose a number? Odd, he chose 35 though.

Oh, the way he got embarrassed after each kiss was nearly adorable.

Mwah, mwah, mwah, mwah.

He didn't want to admit to this, but he loved each time you kissed him. He was quite disappointed when you finished, though. For him, this should've lasted 5 hours at least.

Ivan was quick to return the favor! Gently holding your face in his hands, he placed a soft kiss on your lips.

He was... so gentle with it, too. His touch was feather light, and the way his lips brushed against yours was so soft.

"I love you," he whispered.

Till

Flowers...? had someone died and he just wasn't aware of it?

He was reluctant to take them at first, he looked around to make sure there was no one around and then took them.

He didn't want to admit this either, but he appreciated everything you did for him.

"Idiot. You don't have to," his words would be harsh to basically anyone who didn't know him, but you knew those words lacked any real meaning.

He grabbed your hand and took you to a secluded place, making sure that no one would see any of you.

Hesitant, he kissed your cheek.

How absolutely adorable.

You asked him to choose a number from 1 to 50, and he chose the highest; 50.

He didn't have anything to loose anyway...

You can imagine his reaction when you kissed him nearly 50 times.

By the time you were about to finish, he pushed you away, his face being practically beet red, and he gently brushed his hand over the places where you had kissed him on.

"Don't – don't do that in public!" He reprimanded you.

Secretly, he enjoyed each kiss.

"Stop– stop doing that!" He protested as you placed your lips against his face once again. He didn't hate those kisses – it was pretty much the opposite.

But what if someone saw you both? They'd definitely tease him about it.

Even though he was deeply embarrassed, he softly kissed your lips and then just hoped it was enough to keep you satisfied.

"Freak," he stuttered out.

[eliciria]

I have fell into the alien stage rabbit hole 🫤🫤

requests are open if you guys have any ideas for fanfics, headcanons, scenarios etc for any of the characters !!1! (Not the aliens guys LMFAO)

Make sure to check my pinned post for rules <333

-eliciria

[alziel]

About me

Call me Al or Zi

I use he/him pronouns

I'll be using this to make fanfictions about Alnst (mostly Luka). But I don't mind writing some your ideas and requests.

But I'll only write Male/Gn readers.

Choose whichever character you like (minus the aliens)

And make sure it doesn't contain any weird things like Pedophilia,r@pe,etc unless it connects to reader's backstory.

I'll try to write smut, if I can still write it

Also it would be helpful when you guys request something, you add some additional details or some details about your idea so I can write it in a way y'all would like.

I'll write some of my own ideas here too.

That's all, byeee!

[realmyth]

You know your cooked if your a fan of all three

[despairots]

PIECE OF LOVE! — till ivan | alien stage.

till said he liked you, but he always looked at mizi whenever she walks past. maybe if he looked back, he would notice you. waiting, staring, wanting it to be your turn before you finally looked the other way.

content warning | character deaths, swearing, unrequited love, brief cannibalistic metaphors, love triangles, male reader but not mentioned (they/them prns).

till never looked at you, if he did (which is rare), it would be because of you talking to him just to get his attention. despite him saying he liked you when you both were young, he never gave you anymore attention once mizi arrived. till never talked to her, always expecting her to look back at him without asking her for it.

maybe that’s what you felt when someone you love is looking everywhere but you. you were always there for him, he knew too, always comforting him in his darkest times, praising him when he did a good job at his practice, making him gifts so he can be happy, but not once did he return it.

does he appreciate it? yes. returns your love? no.

till doesn’t know it but maybe if he looked back, he would see who was waiting for him all this time. it was only a matter of time before they turned away from him too when he finally looks back, and you were just waiting for you to eventually give up on him.

praying, wanting, needing for it to happen. if only things could be that easy, you would’ve been a lot more free. instead, you’re bounded to be hopeless forever, no matter how many times your alien owners tried to cheer you up. gifts, clothes, toys, stuff you needed to live until this day, it would never work.

it was until recently, at the rip age of 17, that you finally grew up and matured. turning around and living the life of a young star, your owners busting their asses for you to live a life of a celebrity. it felt good to finally be free, maybe you missed being chained down to till, after all, you still cared for him.

you wanted him to be apart of you, you still wanted him carnally, sinking your teeth into him, almost like you could smell his flesh from miles away. all that you concluded that you wanted to let go so bad, was that you still loved him.

till never looked at you.

“ [name]? “

ivan’s touch on your cheek woke you up, realizing you slept on a couch, uncomfortably so from the neck in your pain when you sat up. his black pupils that had a hint of red stared right back into yours as he kneeled infront of you while cradling your hands.

“ivan..?” you trailed off before realizing he won his match, making you softly smile, “congratulations.” ivan nodded back in acknowledgment before he stood up, pulling you up with him to bring you into a hug, putting your arms around him as you buried yourself in his neck. you were lucky ivan was here with you, loving you like till could never bring up the courage to do.

now, as you raise up your platform, dressed in white with the boy you once called yours beside you, a look of concern glistening in his eyes, wondering why you weren’t looking at him like you used too. all you were doing is staring at the ground, like you lost the will to win.

till never looked at you.

watching ivan die, just to save till with no regrets while giving him a goodbye kiss as he fell to ground made you realize something, ivan looked at both till and you, just to die for both of you. when he died, you died alongside him, now till has to go up against you.

till watched you walk up the stage, wanting to get this round over and down before he followed you like a lost dog. he never heard you sing before, he never listened to your rounds or music, he was too busy with his but once he heard you live, you sounded ethereal, pulling him into your downfall.

he didn’t notice that he was being your back up vocals before you grabbed his hand, mic just inches away from your lips, did he start his singing part. till noticed how dead your eyes looked, how cold your skin felt, and how you harshly let his hand drop yours grasp.

his eyes kept following your figure, noticing how smooth and soft your movements were, aswell as how soft your voice was being when you looked at him whenever he looked away from you. despite everything, you could never hate him.

you, who didn’t wish him harm.

you, who wished he looked back at you.

and you, who didn’t want to win.

because of that, you grabbed his wrist to pull him into a short kiss, pulling away until he pulled you back in, shocking you more than anything. a part of you wanted you to believe that he was only doing it because he missed mizi, that you were just filling in the role of her until he pulled away.

a sad smile on his face as his lips moved, saying words that you weren’t able to hear, there was a ringing in your ears, the scoreboard showing that you won. till managed to catch the look of disbelief when your eyes went back to him, he was glad that the glint in your eyes were back, just not the way he didn’t want it to come back.

the tight feeling on his neck disappeared, reaching up to grasp at it did he realize you placed it on yours. no, no! he’s already lost mizi, ivan, and now, you? it’s like the world didn’t want him to be happy with the amount of blood splattered on his hands.

your smile, and ivan’s smile will now haunt his dreams, watching your body collapse onto the ground next to him with your blood on his cheeks did he yell out of despair, cradling your body close to him as the crowd watched in disbelief.

till never looked at you.

he always did, whenever you weren’t looking in that case.

“i’m sorry for not loving you enough.”

[mothmanperson]

your back hit the ground harshly, the air in your lungs escaping.

you gasped for air, probably looking like a fish out of water, and someone above you yelled your name.

groaning, you moved your hand onto your chest, in a comforting manner, soothing your aching rib cage.

there was a bright light, were you at the infirmary? were they operating on you again?

through the constant beep that rang painfully through your jumbled brain your barely heard a door open and close, several voices mudding together into a panicked mess.

„oh my god! are you alright“

one called out, followed by a shadow in your blinding vision.

„i saw them move…. they’re not dead at least..“

spoke another more calm voice.

„… not dead yet…“

one muttered.

„Till!“

suddenly many gasped or exclaimed some sound of shock.

„…they fell from the ground floor, onto grass, no way they already died!“

the voice defended, sounding embarrassed.

the voices all sounded so familiar.

„huh..?“

your throat unconsciously made a noise and with a last heavy sigh you forcefully peeled your eyes open, a blue sky greeting you.

„They opened their eyes!“

the blotch of pink yelled and move colors entered your blurry line of view.

and they all matched.

matched their description.

two black, one grey, one pink, a blonde and a brown one.

and you could cry on the spot.

what a cruel vision your keeper gave you. was this your punishment? if so, you‘d rather take electric shots any day.

one rather soft, masculine voice called out your name, once again.

„are you alright? can you hear me?“

they continued, kneeling by your head, prodding at your carotid artery then laying a cold hand to your forehead.

„mhm…“

you muttered out, your breath rattling.

„they’re alright no need to worry…“

the voice reassured and Ivan- another voice excused himself to get some help.

„hey, can you tell us your name and what day it is?“

what was with these questions?

„huh…? you know my name mizi, why would you ask me that?“

you hissed out a bit to harsh for your liking, but you were always more aggressive when you hurt somewhere, and another round of relieved sighs sounded out.

„are we back in-… uhh… an— anakt garden….?“

and everyone went quiet for just a second to long.

„what- no- huh…?“

one seemingly laughed at you.

„garden..? no- it’s still anakt college, how do you keep getting that wrong“

another laughed.

finally your vision cleared up some more and your breath almost hitched.

they all died, you saw them die, live TV, sitting right next to your keeper as he laughed and cheered.

voting voting voting.

it made you sick, you did not show it.

„you alright..? did you see a ghost or something?“

till asked judging silently. and mizi gasped, her hand and sua‘s intertwined, a gently grip.

cute. but not possible.

you felt nauseous, tilting over as you held your stomach as it contracted painfully. your breathing hitched and your other hand reached for the green grass beneath you.

your fist tightened and the grass leaf snapped pathetically.

„… you’re dead…. you died— you all died fucking- haah.. dead, died— shot—..“

uncharacteristically, your breathing didn’t level out after you tried to calm down, an unfamiliar stone dropped into your throat rough. you clawed at your throat and you didn’t even notice the others fussing over you, trying to get you to lay back down, to not choke yourself out. you dry heaved multiple times.

your nails already leaving aggressive red marks as multiple hands tried to pry them off.

more people seemed to run in, not that you’d notice, halfway down the spiral of eternal darkness while heaving with the pressure of seeing your friends be shot squeezing and ripping your lungs.

and finally they ripped your hand from your throat, restraining your arms, your eyes unfocused looking at the sky.

delirious, your lips formed a trained smile, and you started shakily singing a trained song, breathless and barely above a whisper.

„what a nice dream, thank you— keep-keeper for letting… me— see them, one last time…“

you whispered, chuckling or rather hackling, before coughing.

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[chachamaruchives]

—I’d rather die in your arms than be taken away by the aliens . . .

alien stage various x reader

▸ IVAN with his half-lidded eyes as you falter on the cold, concrete of the ground. Breathing heavily, things were going too fast for him.

IVAN didn't want it to come to an end like this. You can't leave him like this as one of his most cherished friends, can you? He appears towards you, embracing you in his arms, gripping your skin tirelessly as it pours and smelt of red and a sharp steel scent.

Making a specific connection between you two wasn't the most beneficial idea; it had been planned only for the worst of implications, IVAN examines as your lifeless pupils flutter as sweat dribbles down your forehead. You didn't need to fight each other, yet now .. he’s left with nothing and anxiety as he lets go of you. As soon as IVAN left your cold corpse on the floor, the connection between you two slowly snapped.

all you knew was that you and IVAN could’ve had a better life, if all of this never happened.

▸ TILL bellows inside as you slowly recognize your fate. The blood you shed stained on his white clothing. As he let go of his instrument, he fell to his knees on the the surface; the stage was soiled with the blood of you, the surrounding monsters laughed as he screamed in agony.

TILL refused to acknowledge it, but he couldn't do anything concerning it. He'd almost lost Mizi, yet here you hold a position, reclining your head on his palms. Gripping your locks rigidly, your eyes concluded as you gently release your grasp on the microphone.

TILL did nothing except comfort the frigid stream of blood that was still leaking and sobbed in silence. Eyes unclear, tongue dried. and a distraught face. This was the way things were, and he had no alternative yet endure it. TILL scrunched his eyes shut, yearning for a response; nothing, no one attended to his pleas.

“Till..” you reached out with your ostensible voice, quiescent has only replied to you as TILL continued grieving. Now, being pulled by guards, he shouted your name as the aliens fed onto the pain.

▸ LUKA was uninfluenced, unbothered. No one else could elicit sympathy from him, but ancor in his eyes... with the exception of you. It was irritating with the Aliens having you each go against each other. And you, as his ‘significant other’, couldn’t even beg on your feet. He squints his eyes as he approaches near you.

LUKA sat down, cradling your unperturbed body, the tip of his fingers traveling downward towards your abdomen as crimson touched him. He cracked a grin delicately like a psychopath; he envisioned your body had been produced by the gods above (if there ever was..), yet so fragile.

LUKA grimaced, knowing that your ephemeral and pallid body had been discarded for the sheer pleasure of a world full of horrors. As he gazed down towards you, his hair smoothed your cheeks due to the fact he was too close. LUKA kisses your forehead; He will seek vindication on behalf of you. He will show what those vile, recalcitrant parasites have done to his..

lover .

@mittenss 2023 ; Alien Stage VIVINOS

[shakethediseeas]

haihaii can i request alien stage x crossdresser male reader please? 🫶🏻

ALIEN STAGE WITH A CROSSDRESSER, feminine M! READER

MEssy! half bullets half bs i did more of a feminine male reader instead of a corssdresser if you don't like it just tell me ill re do it ;;;;

Whispers are common when you arrive. It's the fact that you're so pretty that leaves everyone speechless. You've always had some sort of feminine charm that made you the top hit, and you live for it.

MIZI

She was a bit surprised when she heard your deep voice when she first introduced herself. Thinking you were a pretty girl, she runs to you with compliments about your hair and outfit, and you look at her with big eyes before saying:

"oh.. thank you..!"

It's a huge shock, but somehow, that made you more beautiful to her, and so she'd double down on the compliment. Even better!! As she says.

She instantly marks you as her bestfriend. She loves making crafts with you or letting you choose how to style her hair when she couldn't decide.

"Hair up or down? what do you think? Maybe we could match!"

As you get older, your options of clothes become unlimited, so you get to perform or take photos in your beautiful dresses or skirts, and Mizi has stars in her eyes whenever you show her your new look.

10/10 she loves your style very much.

No one really judged you for it either because you were so charming, but if anyone ever picked a fight with you, she'd defend you 100%!

She loves it when you paint each other's nails or match outfits. She brags about it to everyone with a huge smile on her face.

Is super comfortable with you. She's not super touchy, but hand-holding and tackles are common.

10/10

TILL

He's flustered while saying hello (he's nervous around pretty girls), and you reply with a sup. He yells and goes, "WHAT THE HELL!?" Angry at himself for blushing over a boy.

He treats you normally like he does with Ivan, but sometimes, when you laugh or show him your new dress, he gets extremely embarrassed about how nice you look.

He'll never admit that you look pretty, though, he'll say something dumb like put some pants on or smt (he's a stupid kid).

You cling to him a lot to get an angry reaction from him, you find it cute.

When you're older you always invite him to photoshoots just to tease him or brag about your new outfits and he pretends to be angry but secretly your charms have kind of grown on him so he just huffs and looks the other way while you poke him.

7/10 I think he's got internalized homophobia so he's like trying to deny any sort of attraction towards you.

You force him to paint your nails or make him tie your pretty little shoes and he gets all mad.

Sometimes, RARELY he'll let you add some makeup on his face.

If anyone ever said anything to you, which was common because you hung around with a problematic boy, he might beat the hell out of them, and you tease him about it.

"aww!! you love me don't you! my hero! mwah!"

"get away from me, freak!!"

LUKA

When Hyuna introduced you two, he stared at you entranced, drooling, as always, before nodding and looking away. You swore you heard him mumble 'pretty' but he denied it constantly.

You always ask him what to wear or how to style your hair, and he just looks at you "..." before falling to his side. So you pick the dress that was on the side he fell on.

You held him around like a teddy bear, laughing at a joke you said or you'd talk about curling your hair more.

Suddenly, one day, he got the nerve to provoke you, and so you punched him and walked away, never talking to him again.

That is, until you are older. His personality isn't what you remember, and now he talks about how pretty you've always been and suggests clothes you should wear.

He always finds a way to arrange hang outs with you and he'd put lipstick on you, do your hair and pick your clothes and it pissed you off.

5/10 its a 50/50, sometimes you enjoy hanging out with him and other times times it feels like he's treating you like a dress up doll.

if he doesn't care for you, he'd poke fun of you for dressing like female but if he does care he'll tell you you're the prettiest boy around.

he wont ever let you paint his face unless you catch him while he's sleeping.

sometimes its a 8/10 because you like getting an actual reaction out of it with doing something he doesn't like.

IVAN

He observes you from afar, trying to figure out how to talk to you. Fortunately, Mizi introduced you two, and he greeted you with a smile.

"ah.. hi!" with a head tilt and a smile you wave at him, playing with the hem of your skirt.

He doesn't seem fazed at all by your appearance, in fact, it makes you more appealing to him (similar to Mizi except he shows no shock)

He's kind of clingy. Whenever you and Mizi are having a girl talk, he shows up and tries to squeeze in, and you two just glare at him.

He LOVES when you ask him what you should wear, even if his choices are the worst you still pick them with a huge smile and nod whilst secretly you're withering on the inside.

He doesn't mind if you paint his face or nails; he then shows them off to Mizi in a smug way because you only paint his nails.

As you grow older, expect MANY features with him, many many. You're his favorite person to do photoshoots or interviews with because he gets to hang out with you, and you pick his outfit so you match.

8/10, -1 because he's with you all the time trying to understand clothes and its a headache.

Not afraid to hurt someone who will say something to you and hold a huge grudge.

over all, isn't really fazed with your style of clothes but he does tease you a tiny tiny bit unintentionally

is the easiest to convince if you want him to wear a dress or anything you own.

dont shit on me plsess im nuob

[sirenfromthelostcity]

Snowed In [Modern! Mizu x Reader]

Recently i got snowed in at my job and in my sadness i got to thinking, huh what if this happened but in a good and romantic way? And most importantly, with Mizu. This is definitely very fluffy and cute but honestly i need it lol. This was also supposed to be posted way sooner but then i got the flu and that got me good y'all. Anyways i hope you all enjoy! <3 Likes, comments and reblogs are deeply appreciated, i would really like to hear what y'all thought of this and it really helps keep me motivated! <3

Also wanted to add I listened to Kali Uchis “Tu Corazon es Mio” to get into the cute mood 💕 y’all should give it a listen it’s a very sweet song.

Tagged: @extrasour2

You were propped against the couch with a despondent look on your face as you watched the snow blanket the city. As a kid, snowy days were the best because school was cancelled and you got to go outside and play in the snow. But frankly the older you grew the more you realized how inconvenient snow can be.

Especially today.

"I'm sorry the snow ruined our plans," Mizi mumbled as she joined you on the couch.

You could hear the sad pout in her voice and couldn't help but chuckle.

"I know you are not apologizing for something that is completely out of your control," you turned to her.

"I guess I am," her shoulders jerked in a brief chuckle before turning back to you. "I just feel bad. I know you were really looking forward to tonight."

"Of course I was. I think we both would've really enjoyed the food but we can always make another reservation. Today is still our anniversary and that's what I'm most excited about," while still on the couch you started to crawl over to her. Mizu's eyes darted between your eyes and mouth the closer you approached and you didn't stop your prowl until you were almost towering her.

"Anywhere with you is exactly where I wanna be. Come rain or shine. For better or worse," you whispered as you leaned into her and her eyes fluttered closed as you gingerly trailed kisses around the regions of her eyes, nose, and cheeks. She released a breathy sigh as your lips teasingly hovered above hers, a space she desperately wanted to close. She felt your lips twitch into a smirk, you had her right where you wanted her and she knew it.

“Fucking brat,” she rasped against your lips and one quick motion she yanked your legs and sent you flying back onto the couch.

You yelped at the abrupt landing and laughed as Mizu quickly seized your neck with gentle bites and kisses.

"That tickles, that tickles!" you cried out.

She felt your laughter reverberate through your chest and couldn't help but laugh with you. Still chuckling, Mizu pulled back to look at you and the snarky comment she had planned got stuck in her throat when she saw you look back at her with so much love and adoration in your eyes.

Prior to you Mizu only had one serious relationship experience and it was a very bad one. She disclosed this to you from the very beginning but what she didn't disclose is that because of her bad experience she almost decided against seriously pursuing you. She just didn't think a person like you could actually love a or even find a genuine interest in someone like her.

"Hey," you tucked one of her loose hairs behind her ears, bringing her out of her thoughts and back to you. "What's going on up there?" you gently rubbed at her temple.

"Hmm?"

"You look all pensive, you okay?"

"Yeah I was just-" she sighed, trying to gather her thoughts. "I was thinking about when we first started going out. How I almost ruined us..."

"You didn't almost ruin us," you chuckled. "I mean, I could tell you were scared but from what you told me, what you've experienced, I understood it. Honestly I was kinda scared too."

"Really?"

"Mmhmm," you nodded.

"Why?"

"Because I had never liked anyone how I liked you. Every time we were together I could just feel myself falling for you more and more. It was like the more I learned about you the more I just liked you. It felt dangerous because I realized that you could really break my heart," you lightly laughed even though you were being completely serious.

Mizu caressed the side of your face, "I'd never do that. I'd never purposely do anything to hurt you. I've never been happier than I have been with you in these last three years. I love (Y/N), you mean so, so much to me."

"I love you too," your hand overlapped hers as she caressed your face and you gazed back into her lovestruck eyes. "I love you and every moment with you." You snaked your free hand behind her neck, gently guiding her lips to yours and Mizu happily complied.

The kiss is tender and soft as both pour your love for each other into it. You opened your mouth and Mizu took the bait, sliding her tongue in and she moaned as she reveled in the taste of you.

"Y'know I wouldn't mind spending the rest of our anniversary on this couch, or we could move to the bed if you want," she said as her lips trailed down your neck.

"The bed sounds lovely, however we do have to figure out what we're going do for dinner soon."

"I'm working on mine right now," she replied with a firm squeeze at your hips to which you laughed at her insinuation.

"Ha, funny but I said dinner not dessert- oh," you abruptly moaned as Mizu sucked on a particular sweet spot on your neck. "Fuck."

"My thoughts exactly," she grinned. Mizu gave you one last chaste kiss before getting off of you and you whined at the absence of her body against yours. “But I guess we do have to eat actual food eventually so…” she casually ambled towards your kitchen and opened the fridge, intently eyeing its contents. “We don’t have much but we have enough to make some pizzas. We even have some of the toppings you like.”

“Homemade pizza sounds fantastic,” you smiled to her. It didn’t take much to make you happy, especially with Mizu around. You rose from your spot on the couch and sauntered into Mizu’s arms, “But how about we visit the bed first real quick.”

At this Mizu gently laughed, “So impatient to get me into bed, huh?” Truly she loved that you wanted her as much as she wants you. But there was something she had to do first. “I’ll meet you there just give me two seconds okay?”

“Mmhmm,” you eagerly nodded. “Don’t make me wait too long.” You cooed as you walked towards your shared bedroom.

Mizu just stared at you adoringly as you disappeared into the bedroom. She then walked to one of the cabinets where she carefully hid a small blue box. She opened the box in her hand and stared into the diamond ring, grinning to herself. Quickly she pocketed the box, saving it for tonight.

There was a lot of things Mizu was unsure about but you were not one of them. Her love for you was unequivocal and when she thought of her future she couldn’t see one without you. She had thought long and hard about proposing, it was a big step but it was a milestone she knew she wanted to partake only once and only with you.

“Mizuuu….” You called out from the bedroom, bringing her back to the present.

“Coming, love,” she replied, finally making her way to you.

A/N: should I do a proposal scene y’all? 🤭 Ngl was kicking my feet in the air writing this lol I love fluff

Edit: Part 2!

[yyoshiida]

Lol Alien Stage

Luka x Fyodor!reader where reader lets Luka win on their round and Luka gets interested to reader like "Woah ok they're letting me win interesting huh" then BOOM "they're my bitch now hah" BUT reader just escapes instead of actually dying. Yk, Mizi on round 7/FINALE? Yeah something like that idk and reader somehow gets spotted by Luka mixing with the crowd on round 7/FINALE and then he just smirks and like "Omg i knew it, they're not gonna die yes yes yes" idk thats all

Sorry if you dont see the fyodor!reader thing idk just think of reader having fyodor's (from bsd) personality, tactics, iq and mindset

I love luka, i hope he survives (till pls live ily)

Sorry this is cringe ik but let me spill my thoughts pls

[lukalnst]

how would Luka/Iván/mizi and Till respond to forehead kisses? cheek kisses? ...knuckle kisses, if one feels daring enough (Alien stage)

LUKA, IVAN, MIZI & TILL WITH KISSES

Includes: Ivan, Luka, Mizi, Till, headcanons + some writing, lots of kisses + fluff + short

A/N: Sorry Ivan and Mizi's were reallyyy short but I hope you enjoyed them ,,,

Luka

You had decided to give him a small surprise today.

While he was talking to you, you sat up, which took him a bit by surprise.

Cupping his face with your hands, you placed a soft, gentle kiss on his forehead.

Luka stifled a small laugh before looking up towards you. "Is that what you want, kisses from me?" he tried not to smile too much.

Nodding your head to say yes to him, he sat up and gently caressed your chin with the tip of his fingertips before placing a soft kiss on the corner of your lips.

"Perhaps, you should do that more."

Till

"Hey, check this out. Look what I can do with my fingers!"

He was pretty excited to show you how he could play air guitar.

You gently grabbed his hand, telling him that he had something in it.

Pretending to take a closer look at it, your lips ghosted over his knuckles before softly pressing against them.

A deep shade of red crept onto onto his face. His eyes widened slightly, too, but he didn't move his hand away. "What do you think you're doing?!" He protested.

You just laughed before placing another soft kiss onto his hand. He just let out a small "Ah," before actually placing his hand away.

Mizi

Saying that she had something in her face, then using your fingers to gently brush away some strands of hair off her face...

"That feels nice, thank you,"

You smiled at her, then gently placed your lips against her cheek.

"Whuah—" her face heated up. She was expecting anything but a kiss! She had to admit it felt nice, though. After regaining her composure, she continued talking.

"Thank you! I really wouldn't mind more of those!" A happy smile was plastered on her face.

Smiling gently at her, you placed your lips on her cheek once again.

Ivan

Unlike the others, you just cupped his face and gently placed your lips against the tip of his nose.

Smiling happily, he held your face gently and asked you to do it again.

It felt nice, after all.

As you playfully teased that that was the only kiss he was going to get, he pretended to be sad and frowned. Holding your face in his hands, he placed a chaste kiss on your lips.

You just smiled happily as he peppered your face with his kisses.

"I love you so much."

[merakiui]

AGH RULER OF MY HEART IS SOOOOO GOOD. IT HURTS IN EVERY WAY BECAUSE LUKA IS SINGING AS SUA TO MESS W MIZI AND SUA AND MIZI MY OTP :((( black sorrow has a special place in my heart bcs the relization and the Ivan and Till could’ve escaped, but Till refused to leave because that would mean leaving Mizi and so Ivan stays behind aswell- AND THE FACT MIZI WAS ASLEEP FOR PRETTY MUCH OF ALL TILL’S SONG :( AND THE COMMUNITY POSTS ON YOUTUBE WITH IVAN AND TILL WEARING BLACK AND WHITE LIKE MIZI AND SUA DID- IM NOT READY!!! IM NOT!! the gods are playing dangerous games cause im abt to hurt them if Till or Ivan die… my hope is that they’ll escape like how Mizi was able to… GOD SORRY FOR THE RAMBLE ITS JUST ALIEN STAGE HAS A SPECIAL PLACE JN MY HEART..

but normal thought for a second, Alien stage au with twst characters.. the heartache :(( who’d be who though is what i wonder…

YES YES!!!! AAAAAA HE'S SO FRUSTRATING (I love him)!!!!! Mizi x Sua hurts my heart,,, doomed yuri. T_T I just want them to be happy forever. 🥺

Black Sorrow is also really good!!!!! Another one that left my heart aching. WAAAA IVAN!!!!!!! orz orz have you heard the Ivan and Till version of My Clematis? It's so good!!!! >w< praying they both survive the next round. Pitting two babygirls against each other....... if they are the next pairing to be doomed, it's over for me. </3

Alien Stage au with twst..... :O because I love fem Riddle dearly I like to think of a concept where Reader is Mizi and fem Riddle is Sua. OTL of course that would have to make Azul Luka!!!! >:D maybe Deuce as Till and Ace as Ivan? As for who is Hyuna,,,,,, maybe Floyd!!! In my mind this fits, but then if there are other ideas I would be so happy to hear them. :D

[ruruumin]

on stage performance.

₊˚ ᗢ kazuha x gn!reader, alien stage au.

⤷ based on vivino's "alien stage." angst. spoilers to alien stage.

MIZI! Reader, the first winner of Round 1. A kind-hearted fool, that is what everyone called you when you rushed into the enclosure to save Scaramouche. Although your legs were shaking and you were breathing heavily at the sight of blood ridding the creature, you stood firmly in front of them.

Unyielding, others might call you. You never once gave up on the hope that while every child in this contest might have been nothing more but slaves to entertainment, there was light at the end of the tunnel. There had to be a better way out of this world. A place where everyone, humans especially, could live in harmony. They no longer had to play pretend idols. They could live and love freely without having to fear going on stage, thinking it’ll be their last. Perhaps that is why many people looked at you differently. Some with adoring eyes, others with scorn and bitterness, and a few as inspirational. Despite it all, you remained focused on the idea that hope exists, even in this cruel landscape. You were Kazuha's universe, and he was yours.

SUA! Kazuha, the loser of Round 1. As your idol and universe, you wished nothing more than to live outside of this strange, alien-ridden world with him. When the two of you received news that you would be going against each other in the first round, your heart sank. He squeezed your hand as a way to comfort you. Whispering nothing but sweet words into your ears, he tries his best to keep you afloat on this burning island you called home. 

He feels the most human out of everyone. Albeit with a bit of mystery lingering beneath his tone. You feel as if he knows something you don’t. He would sit beside you, shoulder to shoulder, giggling to you about what Childe had done to disrupt the other authorities. He has always remained by your side since the very beginning. He was a very talented singer. You oftentimes looked up to him whenever you had choir practice. Once, you’ve stared at him a little too long, his eyes meet yours as he sticks out his tongue. A heartwarming gesture that hasn’t once left your mind. You were not someone who believed in god at first. Stories of this mysterious being stayed in the back of your mind though. You were human after all. And the most human quality is the ability to believe. That galactic starlight which shines in his eyes never dimmed, you looked face to face with him with a smile. While the stage may have been bright, his expression was brighter. It remained as your only source of hope, a beacon that would call out to you even during the darkest of nights. You like to believe that he was someone special. He was the one to suggest the idea of singing together. He knows that it breaks the code of the contest. Two contestants were supposed to sing at their respective parts, but if you were to sing together, you might have a chance at breaking the system and ending in a tie. That way, you both could survive and live together. Your eyes shined at this, your mouth curving into a smile as you wrapped your arms around him, squeezing him tightly. Oh, how wrong everything was. How cruel this planet could be.  You dropped to your knees, staring down at the pool of blood littering the floor. His blood sprayed across your face as the light dimmed. Your hands started to violently tremble, your eyes unable to comprehend what you were seeing in front of you. In that single second, that breath of fresh air you had when you raised your hand to reach out to him, he collapsed to the floor. He remained unmoving. Just by a singular point, by one. single. point. Your entire view of the world has been flipped upside down. The person you once called your universe has vanished as quickly as he came. And you don’t know what to do anymore. You hung your head low for the first time in ages, looking down at what remained of his body. He was your universe, and you were his.

TILL! Childe, the winner of Round 2. He has always kept his eyes on you, even if you don’t look back at him. He spends most of his time locked up in a secluded room, the only company he had was the strange alien guitar that had been gifted to him. He has terrible habits. He liked the feeling of pain because it makes him feel alive. He liked the feeling of his fingers growing calloused because it meant progress. Progress meant he could get one step closer to you.

If he wasn’t locked in his room, he’d be out watching you from the sidelines. He hated the ugly feeling in his heart when he sees you outside with Kazuha. When the platinum boy placed a delicately made flower crown on your head, he felt as if his world was shaking. So much so that he felt indifferent when he was told he would be performing for Round 2, right after yours.  At first, he didn’t mind it very much, he was very much willing to finally be able to perform the song he has written for you countless times over. His music sheets are covered in sketches of you, each of his words tailored to be everything he wished to say to you. So that one day, you might look at him the way you did with Kazuha.  It’s funny because that’s not how the world worked. Even when he sang his heart out on the stage, his eyes remained on you. He kept looking at you no matter how many seconds went by. And yet, you never looked back at him. Not even once. You kept your head low, your eyes hollowed out like the mechanical fish in river they called their ocean. It was a look that he couldn’t stand. He grips his guitar tightly, frustrated that no matter how hard he tries, he wouldn’t be your universe. Before his opponent could sing a line, he slams his guitar onto the stage, shattering it completely as the crowd grows silent. Aliens hidden amongst the outer circle caved in, shaking as they pointed fingers at him. Could this possibly be the revenge he was seeking for you? Or was it the selfish need to be the center of attention? He can only laugh when he’s slammed onto the ground, his hands forced behind his back as he smiles.  You were his, but he was not yours.

IVAN! Scaramouche, the winner of Round 3. Out of the previous contestants, he was shockingly the most neutral about everything. When appearing with everyone else in line, he was the only one who stood firm and confident. He didn’t care too much about the other children. Or maybe he did and couldn’t show the words properly. His eyes were much more dull than anyone else’s, and you’ve always figured it was because he distanced himself.

And distanced himself he did, to everyone but Childe. There was something about the boy that intrigued him. The fire in his eyes remained lit at all times. He couldn’t understand him. He was the rebel that he always wanted to be but couldn’t. He figures this is the reason why he has grown so infatuated with the boy. He knows that this love is one-sided, especially when the meteor shower flew overhead.  Scaramouche is the only person playing this game correctly. Although the bitterness in his tongue makes him want to say a few extra lines to his opponent, he ultimately respects the rules of the contest. He doesn’t need to win by being extravagant. As long as he was his glorious self, there wasn’t anyone that could stop him in his pursuits. He tightens his grip on the microphone as he stares off into the black abyss, thinking back to the first time he considered the weight of the world.  It was when they were kids. When the two of them escaped the enclosure, running across the desert lands, for the first time, Scaramouche smiled. In his hands were Childe’s calloused fingers, and the feeling felt electrifying. Freedom was so close in their sights. And yet it all faded in an instant when he saw Childe turn his head around, worryingly asking him if this was truly the right plan. He couldn’t leave you behind. And so he forces himself to smile as he watches Childe run back to the enclosure, the pain in his eyes is evident to anyone but him. The one person he considered his universe.  He remained unseen in this black sorrow. 

LUISA/LUKA! Ayato, the questionable winner of Round 5. He was known to be the star of the show, even before the series began. Flattered by all of his fans, they hailed him as the Prince. He has won many contests in the past but that doesn’t stop his managers (or better yet, his owners) from putting him into more games. He likes attention more than anything, yet he never seems to hold any sort of affection toward anyone. The love he claims to have for his fans seems rather superficial. 

So when he watches you perform on stage with Kazuha, something is ignited. For once in his life, he felt rather genuine. Or at the very least, what you had on stage was genuine, and he lived through that emotion. He spent most of his years in these contests, trying so hard to be the one on top to survive. It was all he could do. So when he was faced with a heartbreaking show that made his fingers quiver, he knew you were someone special.  The first time you heard him sing, your heart was pounding wildly against your chest. This was not his song, you knew this to be true. You’ve heard it whispered to you in your ear by a familiar platinum-haired boy. You shivered as you tightened your grip on the microphone, trying to regain any sort of control over the situation. But at last, it seemed hopeless as you grow limp in his arms, your body unable to break free from the hold he has over you. He twirls you, forcing you to look up at the crowd screaming his name. Even if you were to perform well, you may never win against him. The fear of death rises to your throat and you feel yourself needing to puke. Your head felt as if it was splitting each time he brought himself in front of you. Every time you were forced to look into his eyes, you thought you might have been looking at Kazuha. But Kazuha he was not, because he was merely imitating the words that he sang for you. This love song was not of love. It felt stolen. Forced even. It paled in comparison to the melody you and Kazuha sang. So how could he look at you as if he loved you his entire life? It makes you feel sick.  Dropping the microphone, you push him onto the ground, banging your fists as hard as you can into his face. He coughs up blood as you scream in his face, calling him disgusting for even trying to replicate the love you had. Your movements are robotic and yet at the same time heated, passionate, and rather human. Your human emotions were slipping through the cracks of your idol persona and you were letting it all go in this moment. He feels more alive when he sees that look in your eyes, the face of anger that he so desperately wishes to curse this world with. He feels nothing when smoke breaks into the stage, his body moving himself upwards to see you being carried away by a familiar face. He says nothing though. For there is truly nothing he could say for himself, nor you.  His universe was small. And it included no one.

[ao3feed-twiyor]

In another life

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/rtOuMz7 by Sunshshxne_Writer Ivan assumed he was dead and he’d go to heaven or hell (most likely hell) but here he was in the body of a baby with influential parents. AKA All children from alien stage are reincarnated and get a second chance at life with loving parents AKA Joongdok as Sua and Ivan’s parents Words: 6387, Chapters: 4/?, Language: English Fandoms: Alien Stage (Web Series), 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga), 전지적 독자 시점 - 싱숑 | Omniscient Reader - Sing-Shong, The guy she was interested in wasn’t a guy at all, Fairy Tail, 时光代理人 | Link Click (Cartoon), Voltron: Legendary Defender, 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs, 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga), School Bus Graveyard (Webcomic), 地縛少年花子くん | Jibaku Shounen Hanako-kun | Toilet-bound Hanako-kun (Anime), SPY x FAMILY (Anime), 악역의 엔딩은 죽음뿐 - 권겨을 | Death Is The Only Ending For The Villain - Kwon Gyeoeul, 終わりのセラフ | Owari no Seraph | Seraph of the End (Anime & Manga) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi Characters: Ivan (Alien Stage), Kim Dokja, Yoo Joonghyuk, kimcom, Yoo Sangah, Han Sooyoung, Jang Hayoung, Lee Gilyoung, Shin Yoosung, Biyoo, Sua (Alien Stage), Kim Namwoon, Lee Jihye (Omniscient Reader), Han Donghoon (Omniscient Reader), Yoo Mia, Lee Hyunsung, Jung Heewon, Lee Seolhwa, Uriel, Luka (Alien Stage), Hyuna (Alien Stage), Hyun-Woo (Alien Stage), dotori, Durian - Character, Tiya, Persephone, Hades Relationships: Ivan/Till (Alien Stage), Mizi/Sua (Alien Stage), Hyuna/Luka (Alien Stage), Kim Dokja/Yoo Joonghyuk, Han Sooyoung/Yoo Sangah, Koga Mitsuki/Oosawa Aya, Penelope Eckhart | Cha Siyeon/Callisto Regulus, Keith/Lance (Voltron), Natsu Dragneel/Lucy Heartfilia, Loid Forger | Twilight/Yor Briar Forger | Thorn Princess, Hanako | Yugi Amane/Yashiro Nene, Kugisaki Nobara/Zenin Maki Additional Tags: kinda OOC, Ivan centric, joongdok parents to Ivan and Sua, Reincarnation, another universe, Car Accident, I’m American so I’m trying my best lol, Black haired Mizi, albinism biyoo, joongdok adoption au, Clingy Till, Possessive Till, Ivan needs a hug, Hyuna needs a hug, Till needs a hug, Sua needs a hug, Mizi needs a hug, No beta we die like till, me coping, Tags to be added read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/rtOuMz7

[mothmanperson]

a shot rang out as the crowd cheered on loudly, almost loud enough you couldn’t even hear the sharp noise.

you could feel it though, and you wondered if they aimed for your side deliberately or if you moved to much for them to get a good shot at your head or heart.

maybe they just wanted you to suffer.

you voice faltered for the smallest of seconds, unnoticeable really, for everyone but you, and you couldn’t help the shiver at the thought of punishment when your keeper got to you.

a slow hand reached over, covering the bleeding wound, staining the expensive clothes with liquid crimson. in a haze you continued your choreography, muscle memory kicking in: you continued as if nothing happened. giving more and more, trying to be better and better.

and the crowd cheered.

they loved it.

even as the show was seemingly over, with you loosing, you kept on going, the crowd cheered and your opponent looked at you in shock horror, switching between you and the crowd, confused on what to do.

another shot rang out, your shoulder this time, and you couldn’t hear from your left ear anymore. you stumbled back a bit, another one, and second by second you stumbled closer to the edge, the towering cliffs over the cheering sea of aliens, reaching grabbing.

you didn’t even notice when you tripped and fell.

the lights above looked like stars, you reached for them, and your hand seemed so close to touching one.

a smile reached your lips, your cheeks hurt and your throat was sore, mouth dry.

someone yelled your name.

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