#Student Ivan

[fujoshi-yappings]

A traumatized and kinda insane Till after r6 transmigrates into the modern world into a body of an heir to the criminal underworld. He sees normal student Ivan and kidnaps him.

[lillottea]

[wodimewoahtime]

hey till...... don't you have just a little too much tsundere "i'm not gay" yaoi protag power???? why are you attracting these guys like a hamster to the shredder

[neolxzr]

hey theyre happy in at least one universe (the one that exists in my brain)

[zebrafiz]

theyre all burnt-out foxbury students

[chill--cat]

Alnst doodles that i did instead of passing my classes

[kitsquared]

Mhmm

so. Alien Stage the promised neverland au right

[ivan-fyodorovich-k]

I don't really have a strong sense of how to enforce good boundaries with my students and err on the side of extreme distance. I hear people talk about texting their professors and crying in their offices and I suppose I should be prepared for these things if it should ever become my proper career but also anything that you do to become close to a student is just fuel for a future accusation of who knows what

That said, there is something I feel deeply wrong when my students tell me about friends and family members dying and then typing out in reply "the school has counseling services available"

I hate the bureaucratization of human connection, I guess, is the point I am making

[zz1nk]

final turnaround for ivan

[fujoshi-yappings]

Till wake up with a jolt. He felt his body heavy and stiff, like he'd been knocked out cold for hours. Blinking against the blinding light, he groggily sat up—only to be confused.

Where the hell am I?

The room is ridiculously lavish, decorated in dark woods, silver accents, and plush leather furniture. A thick, blue carpet stretched out beneath his feet, and there's an enormous desk piled with paperwork.

His head ached. He remembered singing and the rain. He remembered the the desperate kissing under the rain. He remembered trying to grasp for air and the pain of teeth biting into his lips.He remembered the hands gripped his throat, ironically gentler than those kisses.

Till remembered accepting his death if it was by that guy's hands. Till would rather die than allow Ivan to die.

But then, something shifted. The hand on his throat loosened slightly, Till opened his eyes and looked at those mesmerizing eyes looking at something behind him. Ivan looked so beautiful, eyes a lit with galaxies as he looked at Till.

Ivan kissed him, gentler this time. It was as if he was saying goodbye.

Ivan was saying something but he can't here a thing. The rain was loud and the ringing in his ears was loud. The tears that cannot be shed blurred Till's vision despite his desire to look at Ivan. Beautiful Ivan without his mask of perfection.

Then came the sound—the crack of a gunshot.

Then another.

Then another.

It was over, just like that. The person who had held him, who had kissed him, and who had caused so much turmoil, collapsed with the lifeblood draining out. In that split second, it wasn’t just the shock or the violence he felt. Something deeper stirred in him, an undeniable realization that hit harder than any force.

He loves Ivan—He loves Ivan underneath the anger, the fear, the aggression. The realization stung. What could have been, what could never be now. All he could do was watch, feeling a mixture of regret, loss, and an overwhelming, unbearable sorrow.

Till froze as his universe drowned itself in red.

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.

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Till remembered nothing after that. He felt numb, body on auto-pilot at the shock.

His head ached. Till rubbed face and felt something wrong. His hands way too massive. They're with fingers that are way too thick, veins popping out like he'd been doing extreme exercises. Till could almost expect to see tattoos his arms, but there’s nothing. The skin is smooth, but the sheer bulk is unsettling.He glanced around, trying to get his bearings.

Then, he noticed something even stranger. The reflection in a giant mirror across the room.A man was staring back at Till. He’s not just some random guy. He looks dangerous. His sharp jaw, thick eyebrows, and cold, unreadable eyes scream power. His suit, despite being crumpled, was tailored to perfection, feels like it was made for someone else entirely.

What the hell is going on? This is not me

Till stumbled out of the chair and walk toward the mirror, feeling the weight of a body that doesn’t belong to him.

Dark circles under the eyes, a scar across the lip, and this weird aura of authority. His head ached and memories not his own flashed.

This was not a pet. This was not the world Till used to be. This is not the world were Till had to sing or be killed. This was the world Ivan used to talk about, only Till was living a life darker than Ivan's stories.

Suddenly, the door creaked open, and two men in black suits step inside, their eyes flicking to Till with respect, but also something else.

Fear

Till feel it—an instinctual shift in the air. They’re looking at him like he's the most dangerous person they’ve ever seen. Till likes it. He was the one who lived in fear in the past. He likes this sense of power.

If only Ivan was here then it'll be better.

"Boss, here is the file you requested," one of them says, his voice a mix of caution and deference as he handed Till a folder.

"You're dismissed." Till's voice had an edge to it, commanding and sure. It was strange, but Till could feel that he was truly in charge. He was grateful he had the original's memories to pretend.

The men nod and stepped back, their eyes never leaving him as they make their way out of the room. Till opened the folder and froze at the picture. It was a picture of a younger him, only younger and softer.

Till began to read the report and chuckled at the findings that this teen Till was not this body's child. Then he froze again as he was struck with sudden realization.

If there's a me in this world then surely there's an Ivan too?

Till flicked the pages and he slowly smiled at what he saw. There was his Ivan, so young and carefree slinging an arm to the other Till.

Perhaps God answered my wish after all, Till thought as he widened his grin. His eyes, dark yet gleaming with fervor. His breath catches slightly, his chest rising and falling with the weight of that desire, and it’s clear—whatever comes next, he will stop at nothing.

Till will have Ivan in his arms no matter the consequences.

[angorwhosebabyisthis]

the urge to make a multi-muse LL rp blog even though i will probably not do much with it and have mostly sworn off tumblr rp

[noteborg]

Watch me immediately caname-ify this

As a child, you often daydreamed about a world you invented and you would occasionally write about it. 10 years later, you hear many different voices whispering to you. They are the prayers of the inhabitants of your imaginary world. To them, it has been 1000 years since you abandoned them.

[neolxzr]

student au save me...... save me student au

[k9punkout]

everybody's moved on but im still stuck at ivan's smile test

this sketch especially shows just how hard it was for him. look at his eyes, look at the screen next to him. just. woah.

what's especially concerning is that he had to be heavily strapped to the chair for this. we all know ivan is not an openly rebellious person, and needed little to no restraints during his time in anakt due to this. the fact that his torso and limbs are tied down like that regardless.... safe to say he was not having a good time.

worst of all is his score.

the grades received by the students are stated right after their names between underscores. Ivan got the LOWEST GRADE of the bunch, a D. barely passing.

i KNOW that hurt him as a typically straight A student, but beyond that, i think what hurt him more was the nature of the test.

image making. they're trying to work on how flattering his smile is. Ivan's been perfecting his facade ever since he was little, trying to create a semblance of normalcy so he can better form connections with the other kids.

imagine how he must've felt during that test, having practiced his smile so meticulously, only for it to be wrong.

hours pass in that seat, they strap him down so he can't squirm, they use wires and clips to force his lips apart, and all the while his grade continues to drop as a visual reminder that he will never be normal. he can't even fake normalcy.

and you can tell from the look in his eyes how draining that is

[ivanttakethis]

Reblogging this again because I want to expand on what I was saying in the tags:

The theory that the fight came first and led to Ivan setting his sights on Till makes a lot of sense to me because of what we know about Ivan before he comes to Anakt Garden.

He’s shown to be pretty passive, even in situations where most people wouldn’t be. Like when he was dangled off that rooftop, and even that empty look in his eyes from when he was adopted (shown in the op).

But getting into a fight with Till forced Ivan to be active and in the moment, maybe for the first time in his life. The rush of experiencing something new could’ve created a positive association in Ivan’s mind between Till and feeling alive.

So he kept seeking Till out to learn and experience more of that feeling and grew to care about him from there.

(this is a reply to @muchanmocha on one of my other posts! sorry for the late reply! I had to put it here, there wasn't enough space in the replies...)

I believe that Ivan and Till have interacted beforehand, and Till made enough of an impression on Ivan for him to take interest.

According to the Anakt Kit entries, Till arrived at the Garden first, with Ivan coming in afterward. Apparently, when Ivan was new to the Garden, Till got into a fight with him.

There's a chance that this incident was their first fight, which could also be why Ivan looks so elated. He's experiencing something new.

Apparently, Ivan had "generously forgiven" Till shortly after this event. Since they had gotten into a fight, I believe that's when Ivan first set his sights on Till. It's hard to ignore such an intense fighting spirit when it's swinging right at you, after all!

The shots that come right after this scene could play chronologically as well. Ivan and Till get into a fight, Ivan becomes interested in Till, stages the incident, and then the rest is history.

(There's also the fact that Ivan and Till saw each other even before adoption, and considering Ivan's association with observation and watching I think this is something he'd remember, especially since Till is involved.)

That's just how I see things though haha I might be off. Sorry for the lengthy reply!

[mocabre]

A Flicker of Regret: an Ivantill Ghost AU

Synopsis:

Till goes back to his hometown to attend an old friend's funeral. His late childhood friend, Ivan, died mysteriously one day and whatever happened is making him unable to enter the next cycle of reincarnation. As Ivan's ghosts appears right before Till as he was on his way to the funeral, Till is left to pick up the pieces of what happened, as well as solving the various mysteries pertaining to the town's multiple serial murder cases. Will Till help Ivan find peace?

Extra thoughts:

Till is a college student majoring in music at a university in Seoul. Ivan is left behind in the small town they live in, pursuing photography at a local college.

Ivan was secretly investigating the town's mystery but ended up knowing too close to the truth and was killed before he could take any further action.

In Ivan's last moments, he thinks about Till and regrets that all four of them couldn't get to meet each other when they were adults. He wished Till would magically come and save him until the final strike of the axe hits squarely on his heart.

Ghost!Ivan tells Till that if he manages to help him catch the culprit behind these killings (since he couldnt get to solve it when he was alive), he will be able to move on.

(+++ in high school, Till rejected Ivan's confession. And their friendship got quite rocky after that they haven't seen each other in person since high school graduation. They slowly rebuilt their friendship by calling every day to catch up, until Ivan stops calling suddenly.)