#senior sua.....

[shakingparadigm]

they are sooooo cute

[thegh0st-of-ingrid]

This was a secret triple date

Change my mind

Luka, Sua, you're all of us SHOOT YOUR SHOT LOSERS!!!

Ngl, I think Hyuna's a bit dissapointed that Luka after "lowkey" confessing just fell asleep on the spot

Mizi has Sua all over her. She probably doesn't even know how to act having her senior, that was like a final boss to get close to with due to Actor!Mizi shyness and Sua apparent unreachable aura, in that position

And then Ivan and Till are just trying to get out of this situation now that they've almost been found out

They're so stupid (affectionate)

[timmie-p]

april fools post translation 👍 * indicates i have notes on the translation if you want to read below

Hyun Woo —> He stopped acting in his childhood but is currently working on ALNST as a lighting crew member. Worries about his dull, slow sister

Hyuna —> The last and youngest of the ALNST cast to debut! Her real personality is gentle and innocent

Mizi —> Fan favourite among the actors. Shy personality and very nervous about her first leading role

Sua —> The feisty actress is popular among her co-stars, thanks to her nonchalant friendliness

Sua: Great job on the shoot today. I’m sure Director Kim was only speaking so harshly because he was worried about your safety, so don’t take it personally.

Mizi: Yeah.. ((It’s sunbae!!! What should I do! What should I do!!))

Sfx: Thump thump thump [heartbeat sound]

Ivan and Luka are actors from a different agency. They’re also in an idol group together (for the record, Luka hates it)

Ivan —> Ivan loves kids and voluntarily takes care of them

Luka —> Luka is Ivan’s best friend, so he’s forced to babysit with him

Baby Till —> Baby Till for flashback scenes

Baby Mizi —> Baby Mizi for flashback scenes when the kids are older

Till —> Till, the youngest in the series, is actually the oldest in the cast and debuted with CF before he could even speak in a diaper commercial. Till has a strong “my pace”* persona. He just wants to quickly wrap up the shoot and go home. His dark circles are from overwork, not make-up.

Others —> Three people who want to approach their mysterious** senior but can’t

Ivan: ((Lamenting over delays..?))

Mizi: Want me to talk to him?

Luka: Yeah

Till: ((I want to go home))

Sfx: Spacing out~

*according to namu wiki, either someone who’s strongly independent and doesn’t care what others think or someone who’s always chill

**according to namu wiki, the adjective translates to a famous person who deliberately keeps their private life secret. i just went with mysterious bc it directly translates to “mystic”

i didn’t choose to translate sunbae in Mizi’s thoughts because it sounds weird and most of you probably know what it means anyway

lol it looks like everyone’s personalities were flipped. does that mean ivan actually hates kids? and till as the cool mysterious senior everyone is scared to talk to vs hyuna as no thoughts head empty is kinda funny. i have a feeling ivan and luka are shipped together a lot by fans in this au.. the woes of being besties. also mizisua is always canon 🙏 theyre so yuri

[neolxzr]

student au ivantill would be such peak "fell first fell harder" do you get me. the whole main cast has all known each other since they were kids and ivan's been nurturing his onesided crush ever since they were like. very tiny.

mizisua are best friends but grow up to realize their feelings for one another in like late middle school/early high school idk theyre around 14-15 and till has his crush on mizi crushed but mizi is the sweetest angel ever and he cant be mad at her for it. he only knows sua through mizi really and cant be too good a judge of character but he knows mizi loves her and wants to be supportive but hes a little sad. he starts spending a bit less time with her to give mizisua their space but also cause hes trying to get over his feelings.

enter: ivan. ivan has sworn off confessing to till outright for years cause he knew he liked mizi and the two of them have always butted heads so he figured he had no real chance and settled for being his kind of friend who lightly bullies him sometimes for attention. he grows out of this mostly as they age but he still makes it a point to spend as much time as he can with him because he's down horrendously. post-mizisua confession is the first time till is the one to initiate spending time together, and ivan is absolutely thrilled. till learns that he actually doesnt mind being around him and they become closer than they ever had been before.

they stay in this stage of being closer-than-before friends for like. most of high school and then they become seniors and talks about moving away to go to different schools start and WHAM. oh moment realization hits till like a truck. he doesn't want ivan to leave. he likes him. oh god. this is horrible. this is the worst thing that ever could have happened. there's no way ivan feels the same. dramatic irony

he agonizes over this for a long while. he tells mizi who tells sua who both are naturally already aware that ivan has been horribly hopelessly in love with till for nearly the entirety of his life and they want to laugh at him. but they dont. they consider just telling him but they dont and mizi encourages him to tell ivan how he feels.

time is running out. they're receiving college acceptance letters. ivan is accepted into some crazy prestigious university thats all the way across the country. he tells everyone together. till is happy for him. he's crying. ivan is confused. he tells him he doesn't want him to leave. "i love you." he feels awful about it. it's a selfish request. he shouldn't have said anything.

ivan is speechless. till is stammering out an apology. ivan drops the letter and steps closer. he's kissing him. "i love you too. i always have."

the end and everyone clapped happily ever after etc. anyway do you get me

[till-the-end-official]

Ivan paces around his room as his sister stares at him in lesbian judgement. He really doesn't want to hear it from her, but she speaks anyway.

"Ivan. Till is not going to care what you wear on this date. Till already dresses like Adam Sandler on a regular basis. His idea of 'dressing nice' is probably being fully punked out. I think you'll be fine."

Ivan groans into his hands. His sister was right, but he'll never say that out loud. He sighs and goes back into the closet (lmao) and just picks his favorite outfit. He even got a matching cap and sunglasses for the outfit to hide himself in public.

"Noona, do you think he'd kill me if I took him somewhere too nice?"

"Yes."

Her speaking without hesitation definitely meant that she was 100% sure and also correct.

Ivan pouts and grumbles under his breath. He then gets a brilliant idea and gasps out loud.

"Oh my god, karaoke! It's literally that easy. Both of us are good at it... or well good at singing- and we can also order drinks and book a private room."

Sua regards him with vague amusement. She huffs fondly before standing up, making her way out of the house.

"Yeah. That works, just don't start making out in the booth. Unfortunately, there are cameras. Me and Mizi found out the hard way."

Ivan's face lights up in flames at the idea of making out with Till before the rest of the comment registers in his head.

"Wait you and Mizi-?!?"

Sua's already booked it out his apartment. Ivan has half the mind to chase her, but he has a date to get ready for.

Till, on the other hand, was freaking out. He was on call with Mizi, practically hyperventilating, as he dismantled his entire closet.

"Till, calm down. You're overthinking this. Ivan finds you so attractive as is- he would find you attractive in a potato sack. Calm down."

These words did not assure Till at all, his mind was set into panic mode. He threw outfit after outfit onto his bed, making his bedroom seem like a clothing store was blown up. He had NEVER put this much effort into how he looks, and it was reminding him just how simple his outfits were. He wasn't one to care about what he wore on dates, he usually just threw on whatever he felt like, but this time it was different. Everything about this date felt different.

"I-I still want to look somewhat presentable! Just because he may like whatever I wear doesn't mean I shouldn't put any effort into it!"

Till has never sounded more distressed in his life, and Mizi only ended up giggling as she watched her senior freak out over what to wear. She knew that deep down, whatever Till chose Ivan would drool over him in, but it was very sweet seeing Till put this much thought into his outfit.

"How about the outfit you wore to the Beat Rider event? The one with your black ripped jeans and leather jacket?"

Till had no energy to think of anything different, so he decided to go with that. While he was grabbing his clothes, he also grabbed some silver rings and earrings to go along with it. He threw on a simple blue crewneck, quickly putting a silver chain and another necklace with a lock around his neck before throwing on his hooded leather jacket. He put on his pair of black ripped jeans before quickly lacing up his Doc Martins.

"Do you think this looks good?"

Till asked, turning his camera on and showing Mizi the outfit. Mizi gasped, despite it being the outfit she suggested, and nodded excitedly.

"You look great! I'm sure Ivan is going to love it."

Right as the pink-hair actress said that, the sound of Till's doorbell going off could be heard.

"Speak of the devil... Thank you, Mizi."

"No problem at all! Just remember to be safe!"

Before Till could ask what she meant by that, Mizi hung up. He groaned quietly to himself before quickly grabbing a facemask and a pair of sunglasses just incase he needed them. He quickly ran out of his room, shoving his phone in his pocket before opening the door.

As soon as Till registered Ivan, he slammed the door on his face, his cheeks flushing up as he had a mini gay panic.

'Oh my god- we're going out and he looks like THAT?! I might have to wear my mask the entire time oh my god. He can't just SURPRISE me like that- I knew he was attractive but like I've never slammed the door before- wait! Oh shit!'

Till hurriedly opened the door again, cursing under his breath as he looked at Ivan. His face was even hotter than before he slammed the door, so he must look like a fucking apple right now. God... he felt so embarrassed. He would be surprised if Ivan didn't mistake him for a sundried tomato right now.

[kitsquared]

I love that in alien stage Sua and Till have the least interaction/ awkward relationship in their friend group

But in off the record theyre both senior actors while the rest are juniors and thus you can make them have the most amicable if not lowkey bestie relationship among the actors

[ivanttakethis]

One of the tags says “See you more often, Sua senior” SUA COMEBACK IN PROGRESS 🗣️🗣️🗣️

[alnstthings]

high school superlatives alien stage characters would probably receive (according to me)

mizi: most likely to brighten someone's day

sua: future nobel prize winner

till: most artistic

ivan: most dependable

luka: most likely to succeed

hyuna: most likely to fight aliens

hyunwoo: most gullible

acorn (r2): most likely to trip at graduation

marty (r3): quietest

durian (r4): most likely to drop their phone in the toilet

isaac: worst case of senioritis

dewey: worst at keeping secrets

+ feel free to add your own!

[redrandomposts]

hi sorry for the days of non-uploads i was going on a long journey to regain creative juices... anyways its almost turkey season for fellow 'mericans so just a bit of drabbles of some aus, completely based off willpower

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what are you most thankful for this year?

mermaid au

ivan: ...unfortunately, it's the sea witch (sua) i'm most thankful for. otherwise, i wouldn't have been able to see my beloved clearly.

till: my pearl. he's given me a lot of inspiration, from painting to advising me in ruling.

mizi: ^^ i'm thankful for everyone! especially sua... she didn't have to go through so much trouble for ivan. not that ivan's trouble! ir's just, well... magic isn't that easy to wield, especially something fundamental like earning souls and stuff...

android au

till: ...fuck. i hate to admit it, but that bastard (luka) did some good. i'm thankful he put ivan together again, but from what i heard from hyuna, he's not good news.

hyuna: ...luka. i got to see hyunwoo again after so long. i hate to admit it, but he's redeemed himself... as much as a dog-fucking bastard he is.

ivan: ^^ till! and luka! i'm always thankful for till... and luka pieced me together again so i can be with him!

random android refugee: there was this couple by the border that helped all of us out. they were both woman, and they were especially kind, even if it may not seem like it at times - especially considering the black haired one's protectiveness. their names were mizi and sua... yeah, couldn't have crossed as safe as we did without them.

abo au

ivan: till didn't have to take care of me so well... i didn't even tell him the pup was his, yet he treated me better than some mated pairs do, from both reality and films.

till: my sweet darlings. he held out for so long to give birth to an angel, and it was through this i realized how much i loved him.

hyuna: god. only god could have spared mercy on all of us and devised a plan to get two oblivious idiots together.

reincarnation au

ivan: my friends and boyfriend. i've never had friends before them... and, well, they may be odd but they're really caring. one time, a senior tried to hit on me, and they all managed to fend him off. ...though we did have to stop hyuna from castrating him.

till: sua and hyuna... god, i'm such a mess. ivan's right there, but he doesn't have his memories. if they didn't get me out of that headspace, would we even be together..?

lab kid au

mizi: doesn't it go for both of us..? we're really lucky to have clematis and sara. i might've been able to hold on, but till... well, we really are fortunate that we found them.

sara: my mom! or... other dad? i'm not really sure. but he is really really cool. whenever i'm too sad, or if papa's really tired, if i talk to him or even think about him it really feels like i've been pumped with happiness! papa says it's because he's an angel and doesn't want to see anyone of us sad... so i'm really thankful for him!

clematis: ma! and sara! and till! ma is really strong. did you know that she defeats any robots that find us? and sara is always nice, telling me that my other ma loves me too and that she's also an angel watching us. and till always gives me candy!

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yeah that's it im going to respond to some asks now!!

[bonelessicecream]

ivantill in EEAOO au

This is not a love story. But the love is there, and it’s important, and it's the bones and heart and soul of what happens next.

—-

Ivan’s been having dreams. Flickers of another world, another life - where everything is shifted two steps to the left, where the flowers tell no stories, where the sky is blue; really, truly blue, and it goes on forever and ever and ever. Worlds where Hyuna is his ‘senior’, or Sua is his ‘sister’, or Luka - Luka - is his ‘friend’. Worlds where he and Mizi have matching ‘best friend’ bracelets, where Till smiles at him, where the only reason he sings for a camera is because he wants to.

He doesn’t have the words for all he sees, but it’s so real he can almost feel it, he swears, can almost walk into those other lives and live in a skin that is and is not his own. He’d leave today if he could, he’d leave the collared existence of his world behind in a heartbeat, except-

Except Till would be left behind.

And he can’t, for him, for Ivan- for Ivan, there is no world without Till. And he knows, he knows that there are other Tills in those other worlds, but they aren’t his Till, even if they look at him, or hold his hand, or press their lips together- they aren’t the Till that he knows, that he whispered to flowers with, that he fought with as a child, that he writes songs to now-

The point is. The point is, Ivan would not leave Till, even if he could leave this world for another. Not now, not ever, not in any world. He tries not to think too hard about whether Till would leave him. He knows the answer, he thinks. That doesn’t mean he needs to hear it.

Till’s been having dreams too.

He dreams of strangely fuzzy trees with what must be hundreds of thousands of green blades on their branches, green so vivid and perfect that it looks fake. He dreams of Mizi, bright and warm as ever, of that strange girl- Sua, he thinks- who was always by her side, of Luka and a tall girl with warm brown skin and bright, sharp eyes. He likes the sound of her music, tries to remember it for when he wakes up- he would’ve liked to sing with her, if he had the chance. If she was real.

And among tens of thousands of dreams, with the same people in different worlds, in lifetimes where he takes to the stage and in lifetimes where he never so much as looks as a camera- Among all these lives, it is Ivan who catches his eye. He begins to wait for Ivan to show up in these lifetimes, for a familiar flash of black out of the corner of his eye, for a presence by his side that he knows as well as his own.

Till is taken aback by how much of a relief it is when he sees Ivan, as if his soul knows something he doesn’t. There you are, it says. I missed you.

Just once, Till slips into the other world instead of watching it from afar. It is one of the worlds most like and unlike his own, where he sees his own life acted out upon a stage only to return to an entirely different existence when the cameras stop rolling. There are no aliens here, but there is Ivan, and Mizi, and the usual cast, and this wonderfully bitter drink called “coffee.”

He watches, first, as their other selves act out the imminent contest between himself and Ivan.

He watches Ivan stop singing, and come to him.

He watches as Ivan fills his vision, presses his mouth to Till’s like he’d asked to back in Anakt, watches as the guards take aim-

When Ivan hits the ground, Till lunges.

His knees ache from where he fell to the cold stage floor, and the pouring rain feels like ice stabbing into his skin, but none of it comes close to the suffocating pressure in his chest. He scrambles towards Ivan, desperate, clutches him to his chest like he remembers someone doing for him years and years ago, as close to his heart as he can.

He should say something, he should, but Till can’t hear anything over the static in his head. Dread blooms between his ribs, pools cool and cloying in his lungs. He must be drowning, in this moment, this stage. Ivan is so cold, and so still, and the red on his lips is just the same as the color of the flowers he saw when they both lived in the Garden.

It sounds like death, he thinks, this terrible silence.

“Sunbae? Till-sunbae!”

Then warmth, and Ivan is looking at him again, and the world is lit with bright white lights, and he remembers that this moment, the future it presents, this waking nightmare- it is only a story, in this world.

Someone wraps a blanket around him, and he’s ushered into a small, comfortable room as the other members of the stage call for a break. Ivan comes in soon after, blood wiped clean from his face and a towel draped around his neck. He plops down next to Till on the sofa, warm and heavy and alive.

“You scared me back there, sunbae! You hugged me all of a sudden, and you weren’t responding, and your hands were all cold… It wasn’t in the script, but I thought it was a nice touch! The director looked a little worried and called for lights early though, so I guess we’ll have to do the- the kiss scene again-”

“Ivan.” He jolts to attention. Till pauses as he forms the next question, words still feeling strange in this body. It’s stronger than his own, he thinks, but familiar. The calluses from holding a pencil and playing a guitar are still the same.

He looks up to find Ivan staring at him with worried eyes. The rambling earlier… it was so different from how his own Ivan talked, but it must have been his way of comforting Till. The realization makes something warm and uncomfortable settle in his stomach.

“Ivan, if the- the scene was real, do you think you- I mean, do you think the character you’re playing…” Till swallows. “What do you think was going through his mind, at that moment? Dying… Dying like that.”

Ivan blinks, taken aback. Till’s about to ask him to forget the question altogether, but then he sees Ivan furrow his brows, taking his usual position for deep thought. After some long, silent seconds, Ivan begins to speak.

“I think… he must’ve been a little heartbroken. I mean, he’s such a sad character isn’t he? Loving someone who doesn’t love you back is such- I mean, it must be a lonely experience.”

Till flinches at that. Ivan’s honesty is bright, terribly so- like a night sky filled with meteors. It’s almost too much to bear.

“So you’d… would you regret it, you think? It’s a pretty bad tradeoff, isn’t it?”

Ivan smiles, and Till thinks it’d hurt less if Ivan would’ve just punched him instead. There’s a deep, old sorrow in him, an ocean of it. He wonders how long Ivan has been drowning, in this life and his.

“I didn’t say that.”

Ivan places his hand over Till’s, squeezing gently. He studies their hands for a moment, considering his next words.

“If there was such a thing as another life… I’d still choose to be with you, singing and writing songs together. Even if it means trading my life for yours, sunbae, I can’t… I can’t imagine there’d be a world where I’d regret meeting you.”

He smiles again, and it feels like something is exploding in Till’s chest. The stars, he thinks. Ivan must’ve plucked the stars from the sky and put them into his words.

“I…”

Before he can reply, Till is overcome by a wave of nausea. The world falls away, and Till falls with it.

When he comes to, he’s on a stage that he’s seen before, dressed in an outfit he’s already worn. Ivan stands beside him in a flawless white tuxedo, hand gently clasped around the steel microphone. The manufactured rain falls on and on in a percussive chorus as the first notes of their song begins to play.

Somehow, Till knows this is his own world, and his own body.

He knows what’ll happen next.

As if he’d let him. Till sings softly, as he did in the other world, but this time- this time, there’s a steady determination in his eyes.

When Ivan’s voice stops, two microphones fall to the ground.

Ivan looks at him, pupils wide with surprise as Till turns towards him. The scoreboard freezes for them both, paused at 80 to 80. With slow, careful steps, Till makes his way across ten meters and ten thousand lives to his Ivan.

And it feels right.

Of all the Ivans he’s seen, of all the Tills he’s been, it’s this world- this world, where they’re both damned to an early grave, where one must die for the other to live, where they’re not lovers or classmates or even coworkers- it’s their world that Till chooses.

This world didn’t give them the words for what they have, but he’s felt them all the same. He knows it. Love, or family, or friendship- all of those and none of them apply. Even if they’d be happier in another world, even if they’d have more time together-

It’s this Ivan that needs him the most.

Till hugs Ivan as tightly as he can. He feels thousands of other lifetimes tugging at them both, feels other worlds call to him- but right now, he holds the most important thing in all the worlds in his arms. And with cold, trembling hands, Ivan hugs him back.

As they fall to the ground together, the red blooms across them both. In one world, Ivan and Till close their eyes.

In thousands of others, they wake up.

[shakingparadigm]

sorry I keep posting about this but. this panel is so funny when u remember that Ivan is like probably around 5"8 or even 6" here and Sua probably just reached 5". the shadow he's casting on her byeee

[kaydeedums]

Like in The Movies (Alien Stage)

Ship: Mizi / Sua (Mizisua) Also on: AO3 (https://archiveofourown.org/works/62830468/chapters/160867027) [Chapter 1: It's All Too Much] Mizi wins an award for Best Leading Actress, but there's a lot of things she still needs to address with herself. A good friend of hers offers to hear her out, and maybe even help in more ways than one.

"Congratulations!"

The sound of glasses clinking filled in the room, accompanied by bursts of laughter and cheerful chatter. The entire crew of Alien Stage had gathered to celebrate their triumphant night at Sua’s home, having just won Best Musical Performance for “Blink Gone” and Best Original Score.

“Thank you for everyone’s hard work!” Hyuna says, filling up each of the member’s shot glasses with Soju.

Ivan had won his first-ever award for Best Supporting Actor in the film. Having started his career only two years back, he was greeted with a roar of cheers from the cast and other awardees when his name was announced. In his speech the actor even thanked his castmate Till for his vocal mentoring, proceeding to teasingly blow a flying kiss to him from the stage. The camera pans to Till who was in his seat all flushed, having the clip instantly go viral online.

But the true star of the evening was the rookie actress, Mizi. She was met with endless congratulations for securing the Best Leading Actress award that night. The excitement was buzzing in the air as colleagues and friends toasted to her breakthrough performance, marking the beginning of a promising future for the 22-year-old.

The entiee production team was more than thrilled, after the awards, the cast gathered in Sua’s mansion for an after party, nearly half of the group had downed themselves in beer, pizza, sweets and other dishes prepared, thanks to their generous host for allowing them to raid her pantry. 

The filming was strenuous, for a project that even had the cast throw in their creative direction, they deserved to revel in their success.

A few hours in, unbeknownst to the rest of the cast, their star actress had slipped away from the dinner area. They were too busy singing their hearts out to a karaoke machine, unnecessarily belting out to some K-pop hits that didn’t seem to need the extra run-ons. 

Mizi had mindlessly wandered around her senior’s home in search of the washroom, which she did find to relieve herself, but wasn’t quite ready to return to the rowdy crowd, so she decided to take a breather instead. She sits herself on one of the balcony’s bistro chairs, her eyes glued to the night sky as she does.

She allows her thoughts to drift. Mizi hadn’t quite let today’s events sink in yet, the rookie wondered about what she had done to deserve this award. To think that just a few years ago, she had been an internet celebrity, growing her channel through covers. Now, she’s being professionally trained by one of the best in the industry. 

She reminisces about her experiences, how much learned and improved during production, it was all just so surreal, she would’ve never guessed this was gonna be her breakout role. The support of the cast really played a huge role in her receiving all this, especially Sua. -+-+-+- She was never quite able to shake off that nervous energy every time she stepped into a studio. It was the first day of filming Alien Stage, the script clutched in her hand, fidgeting with her brown hair as she looked around. Mizi was in awe at the fact that this was gonna be her first leading role. 

Mizi watched as the team set up the gigantic green screen and wheeled in the props, the lights and sound were being adjusted and tested, and one by one the make-up artists started rushing into their spaces to begin setting up their work station. 

Everyone else seemed to know what they were doing, running around with equipment and discussing plans with one another. It wasn’t her first time shooting something, she’s been in several commercials and variety shows, not to mention the transition from influencer to lead actress isn’t always taken nicely by the audience, many criticize influencers for taking acting roles away from vocally–trained actors. Even her own fanbase was a little unsure whether she’d give a great performance or not, was she gonna make a fool out of herself? 

The entire time, she was just standing awkwardly by the craft services table, silently spiraling under the weight of where she was now. A sweet voice cuts through her self-consciousness. 

“Jeez, you look like a nervous wreck.”

The rookie flinches, in front of her was a shorter woman, dressed in baggy clothes and a drink in her hand, even with the shades on Mizi could tell who it was. “Holy shit, you’re Sua… Right?”

The shorter woman jests, “I sure hope so, the producer would’ve been pissed at the casting director if I wasn’t.” 

Mizi swallows, mustering up the courage to speak, “I am… such a huge fan, I watch your work religiously, I made a cover of your latest OST on my channel, and it’s such an honor getting to see you work-”

She’s eyed by the actress, trying to figure out what part of the crew she’s in. “You their new PA?”

"Who, me?" Mizi stammered, a nervous laugh escaping her lips. "No, no. I'm... I'm Mizi." She gestured vaguely towards the bustling set. "I'm... the lead?"

Sua's sunglasses slid down her nose a fraction, and she peered at Mizi with a hint of amusement. "You’re the one who became famous for those Red Velvet covers right? Weren’t you on that show with Lee Young Ji? Seriously? Wow. You clean up nice. I almost didn't recognize you without the filters." She took a sip of her drink, her eyes still on Mizi. The newbie was unsure whether she received a compliment or an insult. "You know, for someone about to carry a whole production on their shoulders, you look like you're about to throw up."

Mizi tenses up even more, completely star struck and unsure of what to reply. "Yeah, well... It's a little intimidating. Everyone seems so… professional." Sua chuckled, a warm, genuine sound that contrasted with her earlier teasing. "Listen, 'professional' is just a fancy word for 'pretending we know what we're doing.' Half of them are probably just as nervous as you are, just better at hiding it."

“Besides," she added, her tone softening slightly, "Intimidated is good. It means you care about giving a great performance. Just don't let it paralyze you."

Mizi managed a small smile. "Thanks. I appreciate that." She’s being pep talked by her one of her favorite actresses, not to mention she smells so damn good for someone coming into the studio all unassuming.

Sua straightened up, pushing her sunglasses back into place. "Look, Mizi," she said, her voice more serious now, "I've seen all kinds of actors, from seasoned veterans to fresh-faced rookies, judging by how you’re holding yourself, i’m afraid this industry could eat you alive, we don’t want that now, do we?”

Mizi shakes her head ‘no’.

“You already know how netizens can get with feedback, you’re a micro-celebrity afterall. Advice is, don't try to be someone you're not, trust your instincts, and have fun. Just don’t forget to get serious when needed." She paused, a small smile playing on her lips. 

"I hope you can catch up with me, we're going to be spending a lot of time together. Might as well get used to each other." She extended a hand. "I look forward to working with you." 

Mizi returned the gesture, “Likewise.” -+-+-+- Her reminiscing was startled by the sudden cold touch against her shoulder. 

"Congratulations, Mizi" Her co-star had  gently nudged her with the side of the white wine bottle, giggling as she handed one of the two glasses she held. 

The rookie gladly accepts the drink, "Sunbaenim? Sorry, I wandered off, I’ll head back downstairs." She hurriedly gets up from her chair.

"No, it’s fine, sit back down, it's been a while since we got to talk like this, and you can drop the honorifics while you’re at it,” Sua smiles, “It’s just the two of us after all, mind if I join you?"

"No, ma'am" 

Sua drags the chair from the opposite end, scooting it closer to Mizi’s, so they could hear each other better, of course.

Sua herself started off as a child actress, quickly getting renowned for her incredible vocals. Four years in, she was awarded Best Supporting Actress in a melodrama film. Later down the line, she started to land several leading actress roles in action-packed k-dramas, eventually receiving three more awards. On top of that, she also contributed to the OSTs of the productions she starred in herself.

Despite the bubbly personas she often played, the actress herself has nothing like her characters in real life. She was strict in her work, serious around set, and sarcastic in nature. 

Mizi was stunned after learning she would be working on a project with an iconic actress, but nothing would’ve prepared her for how gorgeous she looked up close. 

Under the soft glow of the stars, the two girls chatted about anything, jumping from one topic to another, their conversation seemed to be endless.

There’s a quiet understanding in their exchanged glances, sipping their drink in between, going over their nostalgia, their expectations, and unspoken feelings. It’s almost as if time had stopped and this night had existed only for them.  

"The director really took the creative liberty to not give our characters any original names." Sua chuckles, as she finishes her glass, Mizi grabs the bottle behind her and pours her friend another glass, "Well, given that neither of us had any last names, they might as well be just us in another universe–Thank some invisible being, we’re in this one." The older woman adds. 

“Vivi’s work process is odd, but I prefer not to question her decisions…” Mizi states nervously, it clicks in Sua why she wanted to be alone, “I guess you’re right, despite the questionable work ethic, she manages to produce amazing results anyway.” The older woman takes a shot in the dark with her question. “Are you here because you’re not sure if you’re worthy of receiving this award?” 

Mizi was surprised at how spot on she was, “It’s a lot to take in…” 

Sua smiles, pouring her castmate a glass and another for her, seems like this is gonna be a long night for the both of them. Not like the people downstairs are gonna be needing their host anyway, as long as they don’t break anything. “Oh please, it’s not like you’re the first actor in history to ever land this huge of an award for their first role, our dear old Ivan won too.” He wasn’t old, in fact, he’s the same age as Mizi, and even started acting a little later. 

“But what if they made a mistake? There were other nominees who are way more talented and have more extensive careers than I do, they should’ve gotten that award.”

The senior chuckles, “And yet, they didn’t.”

“But-”

“Look Mizi, even if you hadn’t won, or if someone else had taken the award, would that change the fact that you worked hard? Would it stop you from wanting to get any better? You’re not gonna quit acting just because you got such a prestigious award on your first try, right?”

She has a point, Mizi thinks. It’s just so hard to shake off the mix of appreciation and guilt, every time she looks at her trophy. 

The senior reaches down into her own brassiere, this display was so jarring it might have snapped Mizi even more awake. Sua pulls out a cigarette stick that was hidden in her dress, she offers one to her co-star. “Want one?”

Mizi shakes her head profusely in response, “I don’t smoke”

”Follow up question, do you want to try smoking? It usually takes off the edge.”

Oh dear, this is like high school all over again. Had Sua been another person, our leading lady would’ve immediately declined.

“No? That’s alright, I thought you were one of those people who’d start lecturing me about how it’s bad for your health. Unless, you’re the type to vape-”

“No! Maybe I could’ve - not, I don’t smoke… anything! But - yeah, no, I’ll pass.” She stammered over her words whether she’d agree, decline, or remind her how bad it is for her as a singer, obviously didn’t have the guts to voice any of these options. 

It was Sua’s turn to be shocked, she could physically see the back and forth of the younger girl’s conscience, she was very expressive, it amused the seasoned actress. Looks like this one doesn’t have much vices, does she?

By this time she’s already lit up her stick using the lighter she had in her pocket, the older woman shrugs, “Worth a try, that’s what I observed, you know what you're into, I kinda love that about you.”

If Mizi were any braver she would have, but thank the stars she was so pathetic, or she would’ve never gotten to hear that last part from Sua. “You observed?” Her question was prying for examples.

“Yeah, remember on our way to the script reading? Hyuna-unnie invited us for ice cream afterwards and when you announced that your flavor of choice was mint ice cream, everyone in the van gagged and booed!” The actress takes another sip of wine, “I’ve never seen you so offended! This was an ice cream flavor for fucks sake, then you proceeded to rant on how great it was - when you got your pint handed to you, you just ate it without any care in the world. In all honesty, I was almost jealous of that ice cream, you were willing to throw hands for it.” 

“Oh come on, mint cream is good, not like I wanted to fight anyone on it.” The anecdote made some of Mizi’s blood rush to her face, she didn’t think Sua would find that comical. “Is there anything else?”

Sua drags out a stream of smoke, the smoke curls lazily from her lips, watching Mizi through half-lidded eyes. “More? Now you’re just feeding your own ego,” she teases. 

“During dress rehearsals for round five, you kept tripping over your own costume during the run-through with Luka, you were so upset with yourself that day – He told you to ask them to alter it, but apparently you didn’t want to bother the crew, so you took extra hours practicing alone to get yourself used to the outfit, I couldn’t help but admire that dedication from you.” She finishes, placing her hand on top of Mizi’s, looking at her in awe.

Sua goes on to talk about how much she loved filming with the crew, how they clicked so easily and amazing it is getting to be genuine friends even outside of production, something that was rare for her in her previous works. 

She calls back to the conversations they had in the dressing room, learning how they both grew up liking the same celebrities and media, hanging out in cafes after shooting, even sharing inside jokes that only they understand. The entire time her co-star was listening attentively, hanging on to her every word. 

Sua exhales, watching the smoke curl into the sky, suddenly the air between them became a little tense. “The one I couldn’t stop thinking about was how you started off so shy but opened up so easily. During the last night of the premiere, we were all told to meet at a bar. You ended up sitting next to me, and I swear, everytime I so much as leaned in to ask you something you’d flinch! I don’t bite, you know!”

Mizi remembers that night vividly. She had already been feeling something strange around Sua in the later days of promotions, though she started to have a bit of an idea what it was. Without realizing it, she had started to put distance between them.

“At first, I thought maybe you were just tired. We had done so many interviews that day after all, that must’ve been the reason. But then you started making excuses to switch seats, you told me you ‘needed to go to the restroom’. Then suddenly, you ‘had to help Ivan with his drink’ Whatever the hell that meant. Honestly? It made me a little sad. I thought we had something good going on.” She rolls the stick between her fingers, before flicking it to the floor and putting it out with her shoe.

Mizi grips the stem of her glass, the guilt building up in her. “It wasn’t like that. I just… I needed some space after everything.” It wasn’t entirely a lie, apart from the fact she wasn’t used to the spotlight, everything else was so new to the former influencer.

"Is that why you've been avoiding me?"

The rookie looks at her wide-eyed, this makes Sua laugh. "Relax, I'm not upset or anything, but I do want an answer at least.” Mizi stammered on her words, it’s true, she was avoiding her, not because she came to dislike her, it was far from that. She wasn’t sure if the growing feelings she had were right, but she so desperately wanted to be around her too. It’s all so confusing.

The rumors and articles circulating in public didn’t help either, despite the dozen of public appearances they’ve had together, promotional material, interviews, and who could forget that chemistry they had on screen. It’d be shocking to learn that Mizi was doing everything she could flee the scene once her job with Sua was over.  -+-+-+- “Is it true you weren’t wearing a wig in the film?”

“Funny story, after our script reading the make-up artist comes up to me and goes ‘Sweetie, do you happen to like reading books?’ and I ask why, and then she sits me down on the chair, and starts to bring out tin foil.” 

Mizi proceeds to talk about the bleaching process and how excrutiating it was to sit in the chair for so long meanwhile Sua is laughing at the dramatic story-telling of her co-star, like it was the most hilarious thing she’s heard.

“Tell us about how you both prepared for the opening scene.” The host continued.

“That was actually our first time meeting our child counterparts, I remember after the shoot, we had a photo with the two of them, and when we checked out the photo Ivan started laughing, telling us ‘You guys look like a family of four’, I genuinely thought it was so cute.” Mizi imitated Ivan’s speech, throwing in mocking gestures.

The host switches his attention to the other actress, pressing for her to add on. “I think we just have great chemistry and teamwork, if we were to star in a romantic film, we’d kill it as a couple, honestly”

Mizi smiles, bumping shoulder with the other woman “I totally agree.”

The host awkwardly fakes his laugh, suddenly noticing the body language between the two actresses. “Moving on to the next question, Sua had a promotional shoot where she wore a wedding dress? Tell us more about it.”  -+-+-+- “I’d like to think that you had a good reason, I genuinely thought we were enjoying ourselves”

“It’s just that…” She trails off, was she really just gonna blurt this out to her? The woman she’s admired for so long? Her closest co-star? For someone who just got her big break in acting, she sure as hell isn’t good at hiding her feelings.

“During promotions, I believe I started to develop feelings for you – and before you say anything, I know it’s unprofessional for an actress to fall in love with their co-star, it’s just acting after all!" Her embarassment was becoming more noticable

"I've idolized you for so long that I think it manifested in this weird way? I understand if you find it weird, I’m weirded out about it myself! – Not that I find being attracted to you a bad thing, you’re absolutely ethereal, I meant that it wouldn’t be so great for the both of us to have all this awkward air around.”

“Mizi, I've been trying to flirt with you for months.” Sua interjects, dumbfounded.

A second of silence passes, “What the hell, don’t tell me you didn’t pick up on any of that!?” The older woman raises her voice, standing up from her seat. This makes Mizi panic, her face getting red, and this isn’t just from the alcohol. “No, I-”

Sua sits back down, frustrated from the realization she may have fallen for an idiot. “For someone so skilled, I couldn’t imagine you’d be so oblivious to these things.” All that time spent daydreaming of different scenarios how their first kiss would go, she imagined it’d be romantic just like the movies, but sadly that expectation went down the drain.

If it were possible, a buffering icon seemed to appear on top of the younger actresses’ head, “Wait, I'm sorry, you’ve been hitting on me?”

“I’ve been doing it since earlier! What kind of friend initiates this much skinship?” Mizi tries to shush her friend, afraid she’d be heard by either their other co-stars or said co-star’s neighbors. 

“This means you like me?” She mutters, not exactly asking Sua directly, but to herself in disbelief, something snaps inside the homeowner. 

Without missing a beat, Sua cups Mizi’s face and pulls it towards her own, smashing their lips together a little aggressively. The younger woman pulls away in surprise, from the action and the taste of Nicotine. So much for romance. 

“Mizi. Please stop asking me these dumb fucking questions.”

“Yes ma’am.” The actress gulps.

“...Can I ask one last stupid question?”

“...Fine”

“How long have you known?”

Sua leans back on her seat, racking through her head for an answer. “It started off as a crush I think… During the shoot of ‘My Clematis'.”

She continues, “Something about the way you smiled at me, made me feel so giddy, I was like ‘Fuck, I’d love to wake up to that every morning’.” That was the moment Sua realized that her thoughts about her co-star had surpassed 'being besties'.

Sua's head sinks down, resting on her co-star’s shoulder. “I hadn’t had this much fun in years with someone.”

The cotton-candy haired girl stiffens up, not wanting to make her friend move from her position. What does this make us then? How do we go from here? What would the public think? 

“What are we?” Is what she manages to say.

“We don’t need to announce it. Sure, maybe only to a handful of people, if somehow we get found out, we’ll deal with it together.” Sua suggests, burying her nose on the side of Mizi’s neck, taking in her scent.

“Does that mean we’re girlfriends now?” Mizi asks, a little too hopeful. Her co-star laughs to herself, “I wouldn’t jump too quickly on that, maybe we’ll go on a few dates first, then see if it’s a good call.”

“Right, right, baby steps, nothing too big…” Mizi trails off, the older woman notices her tone, lifting her head to meet her partner’s eyes. 

The rookie sheepishly asks, “Are you gonna ask me out or…” 

Sua rolls her eyes in amusement, it’s as if she reverted back to being the cheeky girl she loved spending time with. “Mizi, would you like to go on a date with me?”

Mizi clasps her new date’s hands theatrically. “ABSOLUTELY.” This time, she shushes the younger girl, gesturing to the neighbors’ houses.

“Yes, I’d love that,” Mizi repeated, this time, in a whisper. Sua places another kiss on her partner’s lips, it was chaste but much more tender than their first one. “We should really head back downstairs, it’s oddly quiet, I think most of them have already passed out somewhere.” 

Mizi chuckles, "Probably. Knowing them, they've probably raided everything in your kitchen.” She pulls Sua to her feet, to which the other actress wobbles doing so.

“You okay?” The younger girl asks, Sua grabs Mizi’s shoulders trying to catch herself, maybe she had a little too much to drink.

They tiptoe back downstairs, hand in hand, and to no one’s surprise, their prediction proves accurate. A tapestry of bodies sprawls across the couches and floor of the living room, illuminated by the light of the television, which displayed a low score for the song Heart Attack by Chuu, done by an unknown singer. (It was Ivan).

Empty chip bags and discarded fried chicken boxes litter the dinner table. Hyuna has somehow managed to drape themselves over the arm of the sofa, their feet dangling precariously close to a half-eaten bowl of ramen.

Mizi stifles a laugh. "They look like they've been through a battlefield, if you angle it just right, this could be a poster for the second film.” 

Sua grimaces at the sight. "I don’t wanna think about the clean up I'd have to do tomorrow, let’s retreat to my room instead.”

They navigate through the obstacle course of zombies, towards the kitchen, where they find a surprising sight: a single, untouched slice of strawberry cake sits on the counter. 

"Fuck yes!" Mizi whispers, her eyes sparkling. Sua raises an eyebrow. "You’re seriously still able to eat after everything we consumed?”

Her question was purposely ignored, Mizi happily makes her way back through the sleeping bodies with a slice of cake and fork in hand. 

Going back upstairs to Sua’s room, which was next to the balcony and washroom. Both girls sit on the homeowner’s bed, making fun of the crime scene they just witnessed. Mizi is in charge of cutting the cake into bits, feeding herself and her co-star alternatively, Sua’s arm draped protectively over Mizi. 

“So the whole outfit was Till’s idea?” 

“Yeah, I went ahead and told him that he looked ridiculous, he looked like a walking rice cake in his all white suit. It was funnier seeing him walk on that red carpet, a large tteokbbokki on top a path of gojuchang.” Mizi mentions her interaction with their male co-star, a nickname the rest of the cast picked up on that night. She consumes the last piece of the sponge cake, feeding the strawberry slice to her future girlfriend.

Their eyelids grow heavy, the sugar, mixed with the warmth of each other’s bodies, and the alcohol in their system of course, was lulling them to sleep.

Mizi places their finished meal on the nightstand next to them, the digital clock displaying that it was already three in the morning, she adjusts herself into a more comfortable position. 

Mizi whispers, pulling the sheets over the both of them, "All this feels like a movie," Sua smiles, her eyes already closed. "And we’re only getting to the best part.” 

What a great way to end the night for everyone, this was the last thing Mizi thinks to herself before drifting to sleep.

[psychette]

okay so for those who like my car racer!mizi and journalist!sua , , imagine car racer!mizi versus car racer!luka. luka’s a senior, famous before mizi was. mizi became famous once she started car racing and is a big fan of luka, until they raced against each other. mizi ALMOST got into a crash (only a few scratches on her car) due to luka just… seemingly trying to just “give a bit of a nudge” and ofc luka wins the race with mizi in 2nd place. mizi, trying to ignore the issue earlier, goes to congratulate luka but luka just stares at her and scoffs with a smug smirk, an unfriendly way of saying “your own maximum is just my minimum, and i’m going to make sure you know that”

if you use this idea, please credit me.

[perfectlycleverduck]

"Ferrari, farewell gift to Sainz: he will have the F1-75 from his first victory"

they are getting rid of their championship karma by finally treating a driver well till the end good so that Lewis can win his 8th!

saw on twt from f155

[till-alnst]

So what flowers do you want for the wedding? :)

Also I can ask Sua for wedding dresses for Ivan & your suit.

unless you want a wedding dress to

-@lukaalnst-official

just leave me alone. even if i was getting married, i would never seek out assistance from you of all people.

you shouldnt even be talking to me, i heard that today is bingo day at the senior citizen home and theyre expecting to see you there.

[skylar-vanrouge]

ALIEN STAGE HIGHSCHOOL AU PROLOGUE

Till POV but in 3 person pov because I can’t write 1st person

An alarm went off and it rang 3 more times before the gray haired man turnt it off and woke up “Is it the first day already…” Till got up out of bed and got dressed and opened his younger brother (by 2 minutes) door and threw a shirt at him “Time for school” Kyo groaned “Really” Till nodded “Really.” Kyo got up and grabbed his phone “I’m up I’m up!” Till went downstairs and made bacon and grits and after a bit Kyo walked down texting someone “Who are you texting this early?” Kyo grabbed a piece of bacon without looking up “none of your business…” When Kyo turned around Till saw a contact with “Luka❤️” and saw that Kyo hearted a message “Oh it’s Luka” Kyo turned around with a blush “Stop peaking!” Till shrugged “I’m just looking out for you” Till looked at the clock “We need to go come on” Till grabed his keys and his bookbag and Kyo grabbed his “Coming!” While Till was waiting he hearted Luka’s message and put his phone on slient and Till started up the car and pulled out of their driveway “So we are seniors now…..” Till hummed in response “At least we have more field trips then any other grade.” At the School they scanned their badges and walked in during the walk Till was liking Mizi recent Instagram post and Kyo sighed and after a bit Ivan scared them Kyo turned around “Ivan what the fuck!” Ivan giggled a bit “First scare of the school year” Till scoffed “And last one” Kyo spotted Hyuna and Luka and Mason ran and hugged Luka and Luka hugged him back and Till sighed and Ivan chuckled “Your brother has a boyfriend before you~” Till turned around quick “I’ve had partners before!” Ivan looked at Till “But for 4 years?” Till was quiet and Ivan hummed “Thought so but how was your summer” Till sighed “Just family drama the whole summer nothing much” The intercom came on “All students go to the gymnasium for the orientation” Kyo and Luka started walking hand in hand to the Gymnasium and Ivan and Till started walking to “Where is Mizi and Sua?” Ivan eyes darken a bit “They decided to stay for a little longer they said they’ll be back in 2 weeks” Till looked down “I guess we are in the orientation by ourselves”

TO BE CONTINUED

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Weird ass cliffhanger Ik but I need to get something out before Monday because I’m finishing the prologue at 8:33 welp see you all next chapter!