#alnst ivan

[sieriex]

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[cak3guy1ss1gm4]

OK GNG WHATS UR FAVORITE ALNST AU THAT VIVIMENG HAS MADE🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑🤑

(zomst, actor au, angel and devil au, anakt highschool au, etc)

mine is prolly either zomst or the day and night au (y is ivan the janitor lmao)

honorable mention is the actor au i think its funny🤑🤑🤑

[simp4m00n]

IBANNY AND TILLBUN HEHEHE

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I'm back shhh...

[f4ll3n4ng3leve]

“my goddess. my universe—“

“thank you for being the victim of my shallow emotions, till.”

MUEHEHE…GENDERBENT IVAN AND TILL😛😛

i got lazy w tills outfit and the background 💔

[iiiiime]

zombie stage theory round 2.

Theory, I believe that the longer someone's infected the more brain dead they are. Because Till's rebellious he'll probably be newer and therefore very self aware and try to get out. Ivan grew up on the streets in alnst so he'll probably be a little older than Till but still new. So Till would be fighting to get out but Ivan is trying to keep him in because he knows his bad it would be for a zombie Till on the streets.

So like Till trying to break free, Ivan trying to keep him there, but they can't communicate to each other. Ivan is doing it for Till's safety and Till thinks Ivan hates him and wants him to suffer.

[renee-alds]

IVANLUKA WOOO!!!

“Ivan, you have good rhythm but your movements are too small. You’re getting overshadowed by Luka.”

“Luka, this song is about desire, your touches need to look more forceful, look more remorseful when you move away.” Their choreographer critiqued them, their tone curt as they moved down the line of the four idols.

“Alright, let’s break for lunch. After this you guys have media training, so be timely.” The group's manager cut in,

Rather than heading to the cafeteria, they went out for lunch.

“Is this really worth it?” Luka questioned sardonically, pulling down his cap to further, his hand still grasped by Ivan’s, who laughs.

“You always complain you're still hungry with that company diet, so we might as well get something more.” He says turning his head towards the blond with a jovial smile as they continue down the sidewalk.

Despite the heat, and the sweat building up between their hands, neither Ivan or Luka can find it in themselves to let go.

“Tsk, it better be good.” Acknowledging the heat seems to make his hands feel even sweatier, and he’s aware his ears and cheeks must be red as well. Yet despite the heat, the blond teen only gets closer, and grips Ivan’s hand harder.

"Of course Hyung! Now come on!" Ivan urged, pulling the blond as he increased his own pace.

“Hurry up and eat,” Ivan said, looking towards Luka.

His back was pressed up against a wall, with his head leaning towards the side awkwardly. “It's uncomfortable down here.”

Luka, around a mouthful of cake, simply replied, "You're the one who chose to eat under a staircase."

"Well, you're not supposed to be eating sweets like that, for your health and your diet." Ivan’s tone was light and teasing, for all the worry you could see on his face.

“Don’t worry too much,” he said lightly, “I’m not going to die from eating some cake.” And followed up with a shoving the rest of his cake slice in his mouth.

Ivan’s smile froze, and he stared at Luka, who was simply gathering their discarded pastry boxes and getting ready to throw them out and join the rest of the group. As he crawled out from under the staircase Ivan grabbed his hand, Luka looked back at him, eyebrow arched.

“Yes?” Luka questioned Ivan, stuck on one knee.

Without looking up to meet Ivan’s questioning gaze, said, “You can’t…” Ivan muttered in reply. You can’t leave me alone, he didn’t say.

And despite being aware of the implication, Luka continued to play stupid, he wasn’t going to have this conversation again. Not about his life and how his future couldn’t be wasted. He’s heard it enough from Heperu.

“Weren’t you the one who told me–” he didn’t even get to finish before Ivan grip tightened around his wrists and dragged him back to the floor.

He fell with a wince, as his back hit the side of the staircase on his descent to the floor, the boxes falling from his hand. The blond rubbed at his back as Ivan began to crawl over him, and stare him down, his hand no longer clutching the pale skin, but holding him hostage all the same.

“You can’t leave me. You’ll stay with me till the end won’t you?” Ivan pleaded. kneeling in front of Luka.

If it weren’t for the position and the predatory look in his gaze, Luka would’ve thought the action was endearing.

“Luka-hyung…” that begging voice reminded Luka of the question, and before his irritation could be released he realized something. He behaved this way with Hyuna once.

That thought alone was enough to make him start laughing, as much as he tried to hold it back. The carnal desire to possess someone for as long as possible no matter what. And as Luka gazed directly into Ivan’s eyes, he saw no desire to control him, just the need for Luka to stay by his side.

Making up his mind, Luka lifted the index finger of his free hand and gently pushed against Ivan's forehead. The blond’s junior didn’t resist, rather he went with it, but his body was tense, ready to drag him back if needed. As Luka gathered their boxes once more, his soft laughter began to subside. As he moved to stand up once more, he turned to face Ivan.

“Where else would I go? I’ll be here till I die.” Luka said, smiling down at Ivan. Ivan looked up, meeting his eyes once more, a smile breaking out on his face. After all, who was he to stop someone when he himself couldn't bear the idea of letting go.

“Now come on, we have our media training.” He walked away, not waiting for Ivan to follow, knowing he would.

As he walked ahead, he heard Ivan’s footsteps getting closer, as he stood right beside him.

He’s young and pathetic, that’s why he seems so insecure and attached. They grow and become more cruel. Luka is basically there but Ivan’s bite isn’t yet. (And do they bite)

[leo-a-nb]

Catboys doodles

One extra ivan under the cut

[alnst-color-palettes]

we all failed our math test - ivan ver

reference image below:

art by VIVINOS