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till the end

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Masterlist of ALNST AUs

just a masterlist of the asks and posts i made about ALNST, i guess

my ao3, if you guys wanna check it out

Omegaverse

original post till when will u find out miscarriage (bad end one) ivan's excuses ivan's death during childbirth (BE AU) family time!! (happy end) protection (1) protection (2) ivan's pregnancy test ivan's will (BE AU) after ivan (BE AU) telling till it's his (goes right!)

Android AU

original post world building and character building home life (and after) happy ending!

R7

original post justice for ivan (bad ending and copium) lukaivan misunderstanding makeout session (i still need to write that snippet) tililvan is forever doomed unsha's wife comes in clutch unsha's wife comes in clutch (2) unsha's wife comes in clutch (3)

Time Travel Escape AU

original post by ivan's bedside sits till and ivan falls in love again but he can't help but flinch away

lukaivan marriage AU

original post into the sunset

zombie AU

original post not-quite-dating a zombie sewn together

mermaid AU

original post till's pov happy ending sleep and gifts dress up

ORV crossover AU

orv x alnst au (except its just ivan) orv x alnst au (2) tills. secretive plotter? sponsor skills and grandparents ivan's unloved love ivan's weapon

tills are voyeurs (/nonseggsual)

till watching himself fuck it up tills and dreams

misc AUs

tillivan guide and sentinel au tillivan reincarnation au modern lukaivan ivan starts remembering wishing ring au oh, who is he? lukaivan guide esper au dating app

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og text post from @bottomivanfan !

redrawing alnst memes is how i cope with all this pain. I can't believe round 7 did us like that, NDJSJSJ hopefully i can post actual round 7 art soon 🙏🏻

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so i played through doki doki literature club with my name as “bitch” and it changed my life

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omg it’s it’s it’s livio and gion 😱😱😱

haven’t posted in a while so here’s some more livion art that i posted on my insta like yesterday lolol (cough @fifi._.wal cough)

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i love gaboon vipers why do they move like that

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memory recall

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not to be that guy but girls will read lemony snicket’s love letter to end all love letters ONCE and then have strange ideas abt romance forever

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leon, prince series, freehand felt-tip on my sketchbook, then edited/coloured on ibispaint

a few days ago & finished jn, 20min? in total

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haha hey guys more panel edits

yes there’s swearing i made them swear omg i made them cuss 😱

anyways hope you like them tee hee

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reblog if the first musical you listened to was not Hamilton

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“only karens ask for refunds” is pro-corporation propaganda. if they don’t give me what i want they’re giving me my money back and that doesn’t make me an angry middle-aged karen harpy, you’re just cucked by stupid reddit memes

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here I drew this

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You guys really can't coordinate a kung pow penis huh. You've tried twice now

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TARGETED ATTACKS DROPPED??

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Chuuya smiles. The curve of it is subtle, but the bright mix of relief and pride in it is clear as sunlight. It fills Dazai with the horrible sense that this is what perfection is. It makes the brunet think, for a moment, that he understands people who claim they’d do anything for the person they love. He thinks, for a moment, that he gets what people mean when they speak of unconditional and selfless love.

He almost reaches out to touch it. Nearly attempts to trace his fingertips over the shape Chuuya’s lips form. Thinks he could collect some of what Chuuya’s feeling for himself. Refrains only because Chuuya looks away from him. Turns that expression to everyone else and Dazai remembers where he is.

The air is bright with victory. Their respective subordinates collectively basking in it despite the corpses littered around them and the blood drenching their suit jackets.

This mission had been particularly arduous and though everyone reeked of exhaustion and death none of them noticed over the blanket sense of relief and success.

Dazai didn’t feel any particular way, focusing solely on his partner as the man walked away from him. Likely, to get an idea for the casualty count. Already falling back into business mode and leveling everyone else’s moods with it.

Dazai paid the shift no mind, leaving the clean up and what not to Chuuya. Brain whirring with the odd thoughts which had crossed over his heart and nearly made him move to fulfill such a random want. Not quite for what was actually desired though. He’s contemplated what touching Chuuya might be like before. A certain curiosity catalyzed by teenage hormones and nothing else. He was sure.

He knows the thoughts are normal, understands anyone else in his position would feel similarly. Hell, even some of the adults were weak to the natural beauty Chuuya possessed. Could see as much in pairs of eyes which traveled Chuuya’s body with interest.

Unrefined and imperfect though Chuuya’s particular brand of pretty was with his youth and inability to recognize it himself; the effect he had on others was stupidly strong.

Dazai also knew, the moment Chuuya realized it, he and anyone else who was already too susceptible to the man’s charm, would be screwed.

No, the desire wasn’t random at all, rather it was the thought that preceded it which was random.

The suggestion of love that his own mind had somehow conjured was absurd. The suggestion that Chuuya’s smile of all things, even briefly, brought the emotion into clarity for him was ludicrous. Bordered on insanity.

“Oi, Dazai!”

Dazai looks over to meet crystal clear blue eyes, the owner of which the grating call of his name had come from. Having caught his attention the irritating young man continues in a bark, “What the hell are you doing?”

Dazai cocks an eyebrow, his expression meant to telegraph how stupid the question is to him and judging by the twitch of Chuuya’s eye — he’s succeeded, “Is it not obvious slug? Is that ugly hat obstructing your vision so badly you can’t see I’m in the middle of breathing?”

The redhead growls, turning bodily away from the suited man he’d been conversing with prior to noticing Dazai, “I want to know why you’re just standing there!”

Dazai pouts, “Are you suggesting I should be doing more when I feel busy enough just existing?”