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tried and tested methods for effectively handling a haunting by anumone_7
Fandoms: Alien Stage (Web Series)
20 Dec 2025
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Initially, your ghost may still be dressed in the well-ironed suit from the day of their burial, with a few specks of dirt here and there. You might have imagined him dressed like this in a different setting. A dance or a wedding. You placing his hand in someone else's, giving him away. Giving him away, you say, as if he were ever yours. Still, you would have liked to do your part, telling the story about the flower crowns, smiling in all the right places. He, soft-eyed in the crowd, hair parted to the side. Looking every bit like someone's handsome, loving son.
In the end, when you gave him away, he still looked as handsome. Perhaps it is a good thing that best man speeches can be made into eulogies with only a few edits.
(Or: There is a ghost at Ivan's doorstep, and it has a familiar face.)
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“Where would we have gone, anyway?” Till is unable not to ask. The desert comes with a sky that’s all but fake; framed by the sharp corners of the vehicle is an endless sea of bright scarlet, scarred and stitched up by falling tears of gold and swirling nebulas. Till remembers running. In that hallucinating haze, he cannot phantom a good enough reason to dig his heels in and stop. “We pass that glitch in the gates to get out, and we run — and then what?”
Ivan hums. His clothes are a confusing bundle — the too-long pants from the Garden, the rain-soaked jacket from the stage. His fringe is scarlet wet, plastered against his forehead.
“Who knows,” he offers.
or: Till leaves Round 7 on his own feet. The rest is consequential.
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15 Apr 2026
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“Do you think I deserved to win?”
Ivan raises an eyebrow.
“With Sua,” Mizi clarifies. It feels embarrassing to ask. Like she’s revealing too much. She never used to feel this conscious of herself before. “When we sang. Do you... do you think I should have won that round? It, it was so close. It could have gone either way, don’t you think?”
(Mizi's alive. Till's alive. Ivan's alive. And Sua—)
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15 Apr 2026
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Till considered himself an average teenager. So what if his dad declared him a failure, his teachers labeled him "a handful," and his sparse friends called him... well, "an acquired taste"? Till floated through life wholly unconcerned by anyone else's opinion.
Until, one bizarre morning, everything changed.
Waking up, Till discovered vibrant, digital-looking numbers hovering like halos above everyone's heads. Disorienting? Absolutely. But the real shocker was the number crowning Ivan—his infuriatingly perfect frenemy.
It shimmered an impossible 100%. And it was...pink?
What were these numbers? Why was he cursed (or blessed?) with seeing them? And seriously—why was Ivan's at maximum capacity?!
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Ivan, meanwhile, was fascinated. Why was the boy he'd quietly watched for years suddenly avoiding his gaze?
And was Till actually... blushing?
Not that Ivan was complaining, of course.
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Or: The one where Till suddenly became aware of everyone’s affections—including his own.
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16 Mar 2026
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“Don't make him wait,” Shoko says, cutting him off, and Satoru looks to her so quickly his neck twinges. “It was always Suguru. We both know that. Everything.”
His best friend. The first person who understood him, who saw him for what he was, who wanted to be by his side not because of power but because of substance. Satoru had never felt like a protector. He had felt like the protected.
“He was the beginning of the end,” she finishes. For the world. For you. “Fix this.”
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Or Satoru mulls over his life long enough in the Prison Realm to finally make a difference.