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Mis memorias-IvanTill by SofySofa0
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Perder a alguien duele. Pero cuando el arrepentimiento se mezcla con la pérdida, el dolor se vuelve insoportable. No hay palabras que describan la sensación de saber que pudiste haber hecho algo más, que pudiste haber dicho algo más. Y lo peor es que siempre nos damos cuenta de cuánto amábamos a alguien... cuando ya es demasiado tarde. Till vio a Iván morir en su round. Y desde entonces, su sombra lo persiguió. En cada rincón, en cada sueño, en cada respiro, Iván seguía ahí, tan real que dolía. Pero el destino es cruel, aunque a veces, solo a medias. Porque Iván estaba vivo. Sin embargo, el destino nunca da sin quitar. Nunca concede completamente lo que más se desea. SI TIENE FINAL FELIZ. comenzamos desde el raund 6 capítulo nuevo todos los viernes.
 Scars - Ivantill  by anivasu
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Till has always been a gentle and emotionally grounded boy, trying to navigate friendship and love in an unsteady boat all by himself. At school, students called him "Creepy Till". He lived in his own world, lost in his love for art and psychology, and often forgot to exist anywhere else. He never learned how to make friends, every interaction he had was awkward, every attempt to connect clumsy and uncertain. He had a lot of fears : attention, crowds, but the biggest of all tortured him in his sleep. Till suffered from recurring nightmares since middle school. When a new student joined his class and sat beside him, Till realized that the boy whose gaze haunted his every nights truly existed, that he was more than a product of his imagination. Ivan entered his life suddenly, like a storm. He was everything Till wasn't: magnetic, confrontational, and impossible to ignore. He was unpredictable, impossible to read, his behavior was erratic, he seemed to both despise and need Till at the same time. Raised in a household where love and hate were indistinguishable, he was left with a warped sense of intimacy. The quiet rejection that Till gave him was unbearable and made him remember his lowest moments. He couldn't stand the way he looked at him and avoided him. That's why he decided that, if he was going to be hated anyway, he might as well earn it. What begins as a series of misunderstandings, lies and deliberate cruelty, soon reveals something else beneath: a desperate longing to be seen, to be loved, and to heal. This is a story about love distorted by pain, about two boys trying to bound from broken pieces. Over time, Till's quiet empathy begins to reach the wounded child buried inside Ivan. And for the first time, the raven haired boy realized that hatred isn't the same as love, and that what's truly his doesn't need to be marked in order to be real. The cover is a fanart made by @Dutd on red note ( ID:Dutdtilkhdkgd )
Black Sorrow [IvanTill, MiziSua, HyuLuka] by ruixsx
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Ivan and Till have been best friends since childhood - inseparable, loyal, and seemingly unbreakable. But when they enter college together, the cracks in their bond begin to show. Ivan has harbored a deep, unspoken crush on Till for years, a quiet obsession that only intensifies as they grow older. Till, on the other hand, has these unfamiliar feeling. He doesn't even know what he feels anymore. While Ivan clings to their shared history and the illusion of something more, Till remains blissfully unaware or willfully ignorant, using Ivan's devotion as emotional support without realizing (or admitting) the damage it causes. Their friendship slowly turns toxic: full of emotional manipulation, guilt, dependency, and unbalanced love. Ivan can't let go, and Till can't give what Ivan needs. Eventually, the truth spills out - Ivan confesses. What follows is silence, distance, and a heartbreaking experience. Will they find love for one another? COVER ART CREDIT: @lucidkana on X This story is my idea, please don't steal from it.