Ivan lost his stage. Till lost his. At the end of round six, Ivan is rescued - but with no way to get Till out, and no way to tell if he's even alive. Except breaking into the old garden of Anakt. Creds to my friend for the title WHY HAS THIS GOT SO MANY READS ITS SO BAD WTH

Ivantill Jockemo AU//Angst + spicy//new chapter every 2/3 days unless busy Till and Ivan haven't spoken in years. They used to be inseparable. Then everything fell apart. Now they're stuck in the same school, carrying old wounds neither of them knows how to heal. Till is trying to survive rumors, bullying, and the exhausting reality of being someone the world refuses to understand. Ivan is trying to pretend he's okay. He's not. Between secret messages, late-night calls, near disasters, accidental kisses, and feelings neither of them are ready to name, the two slowly find their way back to each other. The problem? Everyone else figured out they're in love long before they did. A slow-burn IvanTill story about second chances, identity, healing, and two idiots who keep accidentally acting like a married couple while insisting they're "just friends."

Written with whatever knowledge I have- WARNING: Is going to be shit

Idk just sillly lil jockemo story

Till wakes up with a headache and a horrible, horrible new ability: he can read minds. Unfortunately, one of the first ones he hears is Ivan's. Even more unfortunately, Ivan is completely obsessed with him. Capital O Obsessed. Even worse than that? He's good at hiding it. Or he was, until now.