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Singing competitions and auctions of infected people's body parts weren't the only ways the underworld made money. There were countless other forms of entertainment designed to squeeze every last cent from the sick bastards out there.
For example... tickets to watch a live sex show featuring a former K-pop idol and the woman rumored to be her lesbian lover.
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02 Jul 2026
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Till didn’t know what was happening. His body’s never acted like this before. No one’s ever talked about it, or what to do in such a situation. Each time the fabric of his pants brushed against his skin he shivered with a sense of heat and unfamiliarity.
All he knew was that he had to get away from everyone— as soon as possible— and sort it out on his own.
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Ivan had once seen humans copulate. It was strange, seeing two people knit over each other, like flesh over an unstitched wound. Was this another part of human nature, lost to enslavement?
They seemed to be in pain, yet they relished in some pleasure that Ivan didn’t understand.
Until now.
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27 Jun 2026
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“Do you believe in god?”
He moves impossibly closer. Ivan wishes he could merge with Till—could live inside him, in his ribs right by his heart and feel it beat against his back, his face, his lips, all day. Forever.
A sigh slips past his lips. “Yeah, I do,” he breathes, even though Till is long asleep and can no longer hear his answer.
OR: an alnst swap au
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- Part 1 of Of Love and Freedom
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21 May 2026
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"Not thinking of marriage yet? We're pushing 30, man."
Ivan's eyes skidder to the side, to the bundles of clouds above, like splotches of ink. The city is alive all around them, the noise of traffic and faraway voices insulated, muted within that private moment.
"I told you, Till. There was only one girl I've ever loved."
The cigarette is flickered to the snowy ground below. Till's face curled in incredulity, something Ivan can tell even without looking.
"Still? It's been nearly ten years. You said you only saw her once."
Wild, choppy gray hair, his button nose is pink, cheeks flushed in the cold, made warm by alcohol. Crackled, thin lips, barely parted. Teal, sharp eyes. Naive. Earnest. Stunningly oblivious.
"I'd still wait a lifetime, just to see her again."
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Ivan was never allowed to be anything other than perfect, even if he, himself, knew he was beyond salvation from the start.
An exploration on repression, guilt, self loathing, and a love that refuses to die, refuses to even be called love.
Ivan could only ever adore a woman that didn't exist.
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05 May 2026
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But... 'men and women must–'
'Produce new slaves' Ivan's voice echoed in his mind as he thought about the lessons they were taught by seygiens, it's all,
Till looks down at his feet again, the grass tickles his bare feet, he grass that has red flowers around scattered like little riddles, like children here scattered around during outside playtime like when Till first saw Mizi.
'Mizi' is all he thought about. It's right, boys must think about girls, not think about other boys words about futility of mindset.
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30 Apr 2026