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napiphi · 8 months

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#alice in borderland #chisiya shuntaro #nijiro murakami #aib #fanart

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l0sercat · 1 year

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Chishiya from Alice in Borderland please 🥺

Chishiya NSFW alphabet

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Since we are talking about the Netflix adaptation and not manga he would d some aftercare. Just a little like getting you a glass of water.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He loves his mouth. Not only can he make you squirm with it but when he flashes you a grin it makes you melt. He likes your hair, he just loves to play with it when you rest your head in his lap.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

He doesn't like messes a lot so he prefers to cum in you. Doesn't matter if it's your mouth or hole. Sometimes he might cum on your chest or back but it bugs him a bit.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He secretly has fantasies of him and Arisu fucking you. Chishiya hitting from the back while Arisu fucks your mouth. It's a little fanon ikik but hear me out..

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

I'm gonna say he only fucked 1-2 people and it wasn't even passionate. So he has hardly any experience but he knows a lot about the body. Plus he's pretty confident can please you.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Missionary. He can see your face while you moan out his name.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He's more serious. Need I say more.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

So imma go out on a limb here and say he's a bit bushy. He keeps it nice and tame but he doesn't care about shaving. It doesn't bug him and it's a waste of his time. But once every 5 months he shaves it all off.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He's not really romantic but if you want he can try to be. He'll succeed dw

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Only jerked off once or twice. He just comes to you or just ignores his boner.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Anything where your submissive. He's not opposed to tying you.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Anywhere with privacy.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Seeing you needing him. Relying on him in diamond games. Practically attached to him and trusting your life with him. Definitely more manga Chishiya sorry..

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Being tied up. He doesn't find it pleasurable or enjoyable.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

I can't decide but honestly imma say receiving. But he is semi-skilled at oral and as much as he loves your cum the mess bugs him.

P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

I really can't decide. I'm gonna have to say s mix of both most of the time. But sometimes when he gets possessive he gets rough and fast.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He doesn't mind quickies. You guys have them often.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He okay with experimenting as long as it isn't super messy. He doesn't really take risks to often.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He can last 4-5 rounds 7 if he has a lot of stamina.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Nohe doesn't own toys or want to use them on him but hear me out... he'll use some on you...

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He teases you a lot in a condescending kinda way.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

He's not loud but sometimes because he knows it turn you on he'll whine in your ear. But most of the time he'll groan and moan but it's quiet

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

I'm gonna say he can be possessive. He see's you taking with Niragi and he's grabbing you by the arm and fucking you in the nearest room.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

He's thick that when you wrap your hand around him your hand doesn't fully cover him. He's 5 and a half inches long.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Not that high. It's hardly there lol. Although I do wanna write a fic where he is super horny, maybe he ate something with a aphrodisiac in it...>:))))

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He sometimes falls asleep after 30-45 minutes after fucking you. But sometimes he doesn't fall asleep at all and you have you snuggle/cuddle with him.

#x reader #gender neutral #gender neutral reader #gender not specified #chishiya shuntaro #chishiya alice in borderland #chishiya x reader #chisiya #chishiya headcanons #aib chishiya #chishiya my beloved #alice in borderland #chishiya smut

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itscarliart · 1 year

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♦️King of Diamonds ♦️

Alice in Borderland is living in my head rent free and I couldn’t help myself drawing Chisiya, the king itself✨🙏

#Fanart #alice in borderland #chisiya shuntaro #aib season 2 #aib #aib fanart #chisiya #chesire cat #art #sketch

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aestheticsisters · 1 year

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ALICE IN BORDERLAND 2

Of your two choices no matter which you choose, you'll know the answer. You'll know what kind of person you are. You'll know life is like a game. Enjoy it more.

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grlsbian · 1 year

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pls make a chisiya moodboard please!!! 🙏🏻🙏🏻

ㅤㅤㅤ 𓇼 ₍ ʿ☕

chishiya/nijiro moodboard !! ─̸ ✵

#chisiya shuntaro #chishiya x arisu #aib chishiya #alice in borderland #aib s2 #aib #white moodboard #brown moodboard #aesthetic #dark acamedia #carrd icons #carrd theme #carrd inspo #carrd material #carrd locs #nijiro icons #nijiro murakami #kento yamazaki #chishiya shuntaro

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cybersghoul · 1 year

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Just gonna say this right here but I’ve seen some people say that Chisiya would be a better Mc then Arisu but I would rather follow Arisu around then have to see what happens with Chisiya a main reason is Karube, and Chotas deaths were really interesting and sad and I don’t think we would see it or them at all if Chisiya was the Mc also I know people were joking when they said it but a few are actually serious so but this is just my opinion

(Chisiya and Arisu are dating too trust me guys)

#alice in borderland #imawa no kuni no arisu #aib arisu #chisiya shuntaro #chirisu

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writing-fanics · 1 year

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Haru

Chishiya Shuntaro x F!Reader

Chishiya would never forget the day, Haru was born. How is cold, uncaring, and emotionless exterior melted away even more. She didn’t even cry she just looked around the room. Taking in her new surroundings, and her gaze stopped at Chishiya. He could’ve sworn he saw the tiniest and faintest smile form on her face.

She knew immediately who her father is, he held her in his arms. For the first time; and his wife [Y/n] could’ve sworn she saw him him tear up the moment he looked down at his daughter. She was so small, yet her heart already seemed so big. She cooed, looking up at her father curiously.

“Chisi, can I hold our baby please?” [Y/n] asked, and he looked up at his wife. Then back down at Haru, who squirmed in his hold. He placed the baby on his wife’s chest and she smiled, crying tears of joy looking down at the baby.

As she grew, Haru became a force to be reckoned with. She was high of energy, normal for children. She loved running around in the park, and playing at the public playgrounds.

Chishiya and [Y/n], decided to surprise Haru with their first house. Haru had a bigger room, painted a pastel yellow (her favorite color). With different colored butterflies scattered across the room.

She loved it so much, and the moment she saw the backyard and all the space she had to run around. She was ecstatic. Seeing their daughter this happy melted the married couples heart.

But that all changed, once they’d suddenly entered Borderlands.

[Y/n] covered Haru’s mouth with her hand, as a tiny scream escaped her mouth. Her tiny body shaking violently as the gunshots echoed throughout the apartment building.

Chishiya kept watching, as his family stayed hidden. He looked down noticing the tears rolling down, his daughters cheek and wished she wasn’t brought into this upside down version of their world.

She didn’t deserve it, she was too young to understand everything going on. And couldn’t even comprehend the severity of the games. No child, should be experiencing such gruesome and violent acts at their age.

[Y/n] looked up at Chishiya tears rolling down her cheeks, as she held her daughter in her arms. Trying her best too soothe the little girl. As she gripped onto her mothers clothes for dear life. Chishiya handed his wife his headphones, and she placed them over her daughter’s head. Giving her some sort of comfort.

She kissed her daughter on the forehead, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” She whispered, with each gunshot that echoed throughout the apartment complex. Haru turned towards her father, who kept his eyes on something on the floor below them. Her mother finger ran through her hair, that was similar to that of her fathers.

Suddenly, she noticed a stuffed grey haired cat plushy on the ground. She reached towards it and picked it up, [Y/n] looked at it curiously.

‘That wasn’t there before?’

But it immediately caught Haru’s eyes, and she quietly played with it. Keeping her entertained, as she blocked out the noises of the gunshots.

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rubythoughts · 1 year

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☠️ Chishiya Shuntaro One Shot - Spicy

Another part of Open Doors fanfiction - can be read by itself & in any particular order with the others. You can find the other parts at the end of this story.

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FOR RESEARCH PURPOSES:

She watched all of the groups sent to the slaughter. Some of them were actually happy, enthusiastic even, the Hatter created a religion. They went into these games as a way to fulfill a greater purpose – that she was quite sure they didn’t understand. But for many of them, it was the only way to survive. People need hope, hope comes from faith, faith is created by humans. No faith has ever belonged to a God, it has always been man-made the way it suited the said man best. Essentially, humans needed other humans to move forward and that was very well put into perspective at the Beach.

He joined rather recently, but he didn’t want to be there. It was clear as daylight, he only wanted the advantages, not the conditions.

Himiko related. She was well aware that the Hatter was supposed to be the first to leave when the time came, although she doubted the theory. But just in case it was true, she won’t let him, of all people, go back tot the real world. He did some good to these panicked people, but she could sense the madness in his utopia from the beginning. She was going to steal the cards, but now it was pretty clear there is some competition for this.

Chishiya had a small group, a spades player she recognized from other games and 2 girls that looked like they were friends. Not very useful to him and he looked displeased. She smiled, she would be displeased too, to say the least.

But it must be an easy game, he just recently came in and although he was an asset, bringing in an 8 of diamonds and winning a few games recently for the Beach, they wouldn’t force him into taking all the difficult ones. They had her for this.

He caught her attention and Himiko knew she caught his as well. And not only from an intelligence point of view.

They went to the cars and she followed. She just finished a 5 of hearts yesterday, painful as it is supposed to be, but she finished it - safe for another 5 days. A little voice in her head told her she’s not being rational, but she went anyways, taking the last seat in the car. Sometimes she didn’t like the little voice, sometimes she needed to feel the thrill she never felt in her old, boring, pre-thought life. Besides, it was for research. Her teachers would be proud. Only she researched her latest blonde-haired and cunning obsession.

The spades player wanted to protest but a single look from her told him that he’d better keep his mouth shut. Mentally she took a note on his behavior, he was there to help Chishiya in case it was actually a spades game. They’re always paired like that: a brainy one and a strong one. Now he had her as his responsibility too, as the Hatter wouldn’t be able to blame her if she dies. He’d blame the spades player, the one supposed to bodyguard the most powerful diamond of the beach. And now the heart too. No wonder they despised her, although she didn’t really mind.

Himiko has recently concluded that Hearts are needed on every game. Almost everything could be conquered if you had the right tools. People were often the best ones. Her mind works like a chess table, if the pawns would have feelings too. She knows how to play the crying, the sad, the scared.

As opposed to the classic chess Chishiya was playing.

There was a point in these games when feelings took over and she wanted to see for herself if he took this into account. He seemed good at chess, but in this world a bit of poker was needed too.

They drove to an ice-cream shop in silence. She knew the place, usually she’d stop by whenever she got a bit of time between classes to get a cone or two, but now it looked way less joyful than before.

The spades boy looked like he wanted to tell her not to enter, but she was the first to step in. Chishiya followed. He was aware she played a good game just a few days back. He was in fact aware of all the games Himiko played, just as she was.

Chishiya realized quickly she’s not here to play the card game. She’s here to play him.

At this point it felt like a competition, he was sure she’s not on the beach to gain cards, although her intentions were not that easy to figure out. He didn’t really read her and it was frustrating, he wanted to know if she had a plan – she often seemed like she had, but he’s seen no development.

He searched for clues, he felt a bit obsessed but noticed Himiko was quite aware of him too. It was a game of cat and mouse and he wasn’t really sure which one is which at any point. He befriended this girl that talks to Himiko from time to time and found out what her room is, but he didn’t find anything in there either. No signs of a masterplan, but he did find her so many times in so many ways and shamelessly replayed everything he saw whenever he felt necessary. It was more often than what he’d like to admit. He was still a man and she was so intriguing. He didn’t know what got him off, her body or her mind.

She watched him with just as much interest and followed every move. She was amused in the way he spied on her but Himiko was aware she wasn’t very subtle either. Only more controlled, but she guessed this is just how men were. In her limited experience but through her vast curiosity, she learnt that men often think of women’s body more than women’s minds. Which she never minded too much, it was an advantage. Now she got herself a rival of the other sex, as she was pretty sure not her body was the one that interested in, although she wouldn’t mind if it was. Himiko wasn’t clear whether he realized he’s been caught a few times, but he was indeed a pleasant spy to have and she sometimes liked to put on a show.

Somewhere in her mind the wheels were spinning against her will, formulating all the contexts that might determine him to act on it. He’d need a push, but he’d think it’s his idea. She’ll find that perfect-timed push at some point and he’ll still think it’s his idea. He’s narcissistic, that was for sure. He breathes condescension and his eyes lighten up only with superiority. But she did saw him coming alive for something else too. Her.

There were a few other players joining in the small entryway of the shop, forcing Himiko to jump to sit on the counter so she wouldn’t feel to close and trapped. A slight claustrophobia was messing with her mind since childhood but she usually simply ignored it. He side-eyed her carefully but didn’t react.

The phones blinked at once, a 1 of spades. Well, a bad day for the spades guy it seems. And for everyone else apart from her, as that meant they’ll play again tomorrow.

Resistance wasn’t her asset, but it was supposed to be a really easy one. The game indicated to form pairs by putting on handcuffs, and she saw the two friends together. They weren’t very smart, one of them could have got the spades guy, since Chishiya seemed determined not to move from where he was standing, next to her. The spades guy looked lost and confused, watching both of them. Did Chishiya think he’s going to be okay since it’s just the 1 of spades or did he count on her non-existent physical abilities? She did survive a lot – but not a lot of spades games. Most of the people at the Beach knew this, never questioned why a militant usually guards her on her games. Many ended up dead on heart games with only one winner. It’s her life or theirs.

Chishiya didn’t ask, he just put on a handcuff and waited with his hand next to her. She chuckled and grabbed the other handcuffed, locking it around her hand.

He didn’t bother to remember the spade player, he wasn’t going to keep track of someone who might die by the end of the night. He watched the woman move her hands to his wrist and handcuffed herself to him with very gracious movements. It could have been even erotic and he could swear she did it on purpose. He sent her an amused grin, it was definitely his game.

They entered the sitting area of the shop and noticed a wide opened door. Chishiya stepped in, dragging Himiko with him too, although she wasn’t too happy about it. Normally she would let others find out what’s happening in a spades game, but she didn’t comment. And she didn’t have to, he felt her indignation the same second he stepped in, but she failed to notice the cold room doors in that corridor.

One for each pair. It was a game of resistance to cold, which was unfortunate for the Beach players dressed so lightly. The rest of the players had a better chance, none of them was wearing a bikini top and a short silk skirt like she was. He was wearing a hoodie but since they were handcuffed even if he would want to offer her the jacket – which she knew it won’t happen with the self-preservation instinct he had– he couldn’t undress and she couldn’t put it on given their handcuffs.

The voice explained the rules, both players need to resist 8 hours.

They both entered the room, Himiko remaining collected but well aware of the shit-situation she were in. He was wearing shorts, there’s no way he’ll be fine but it was way more than what she had. The cold room was empty with the exception of 1 sleeping bag in the left corner and a small fire on the right. The door closed behind them and they heard the click of a lock breaking the silence.

They both sighed at their situation. She dragged him to the sleep bag so they could both stay next to the candle before he could say anything – her efforts were soon to be diminished as the sleeping bag couldn’t be moved, glued to the ground.

- We should move to the fire, it gives heat for the both of us.

- It’s not a fireplace. I know you, boys, have difficulties with dimensions but that won’t do for me. She smiled to his frown. He was taken aback, she doesn’t speak much at the Beach. But it seemed she does have quite a sharp tongue when she wants.

He didn’t answer as he dragged her there, outpowering her by far. He didn’t chose to play with her for the non-existent physical abilities, indeed. It was research for him too.

“How nice, two nerds doing their research, risking their lives.”- she thought. With him, it was an ego battle in the end but she was actually worried for the situation.

They sat by the and although there was a little heat coming from it, it wasn’t too powerful. He tried to ignore her grumbling and her teeth chattering. It was the only sound for a long time, Chishiya didn’t know how to figure out how long exactly. It was getting on his nerves and there was even a bit of worry cradling his empty conscience.

For the game and his life, although he wouldn’t admit it but the slight shade of purple she was turning into didn’t make him feel great about himself.

Although it didn’t show, there was something in her eyes when she delivered that little joke of hers regarding the fire. Similar to what he saw when she jumped on the counter. He would say it was a masked fear of things she miscalculated. She was a hearts player, not a diamond one after all. Although there were just as mind-consuming and she was definitely smart, emotions were easier to play for her. It wasn’t the case for him but since he met her, he tried to notice and break through the poker face.

She miscalculated and now her brain was freezing too.

She had some limitations, not faults – she didn’t create them, they just existed around her. Her body seemed to be one of them.

He watched the girl – now too tired to talk – sitting with her knees to her chest on the cold floor. The silky skirt didn’t do much for her, probably. She looked like she was barely awake although he could see how she fought the urge to fall asleep – he wasn’t sure if she knew what the steps to hypothermia were, but she was definitely on that road and fighting it.

They needed to come back alive together to clear the game. Chishiya sighed and jumped to his feet, dragging her hand with him. She didn’t even turn her head to him, barely keeping her eyes open. She didn’t seem to want to move too much either. He thought for a second if it was even worth the effort. Of course it was, he just didn’t want to look like he cared and his conscience – which was a very little voice but it existed – urged him to move her. And besides, he needed to live too.

Himiko felt like she was floating, her head resting on something a bit warmer this time. She didn’t feel her legs but she did keep her eyes open. Her legs were there, she saw them. It took her another moment to realize Chishiya was carrying her to the sleep bag. He didn’t feel her weight. He wasn’t very muscular, but she was very small, short and slim, like she hasn’t eaten in a while. Chishiya noticed she doesn’t, like she wouldn’t trust the food offered by the beach. Since then, he followed her example – only choosing sealed food.

He put her down and checked her vitals.

She felt his hands on her body, checking her pulse, her temperature as rudimentary as it could be checked and heard a small word which she identified as ‘fuck’. He closed the sleeping bag and she fought again the urge to fall asleep. She knew well what hypothermia meant and she was almost annoyed she got herself in this situation.

- Yes, I am pissed to, you could’ve stayed on the Beach.

She didn’t realized she voiced her thoughts out loud but she managed to chuckle.

- Where would be the fun in that.

Her voice was so small and her heart rate was mirroring it. It was dangerous, now that he was sure her body didn’t really match the power of her mind. Judging by her usual skin color, she was probably anemic too which wasn’t helping with her situation. He swore again when he noticed her eyes closing and opened the sleeping bag. He got his hoodie off and although he wasn’t very warm, he knew his body heat would be better than nothing at this point.

She didn’t feel his hands over her stomach at first, or his chest pressed against her back. Nor his legs in between her own. A few minutes passed by and she realized she was never hugged so tightly as Chishiya did right now. And although she was pretty sure she was dying and it was just necessary, she felt herself smiling a little. It wasn’t her usual smile, it was just her realization, a pure contentment that she actually got to feel someone this close before dying. The child inside felt closer and besides her small smile, tears were threatening to show up.

It was the hypothermia. It made her think of the past she so often turned her back to and now she became emotional in the arms of the most emotionless person she met.

- Don’t close your eyes, okay?

She nodded and her hair brushed his face, she smelled like oranges and chocolate. He was suddenly more aware of his hands being so close to her breasts and the curve of her ass fitting so well right into his lap. He was becoming aware of just how well she fitted in there and that it was so rare that he had someone so close to him. He breathed in, oranges and chocolate imprinted in the air. Her tiny hands were still shaking and her legs were still so cold.

His mind went into so many different directions with her like that, glued to his body and it became a bit more difficult to think. For him, that was weird, scarry and new. He forced himself to think, to find a solution.

His mind was his strength and he didn’t like the feeling. However, his mind and body found the twist together. A way to warm her up and have his own fascination fueled up.

His hands were moving now, telling himself he’s trying to warm her up. But soon, they found her breasts and stayed there longer. He felt her hardened nipples through the bikini and although it wasn’t necessary, he pinched. The small sound escaping her was much more exciting that it should have been.

She felt his breath on her neck, the context was very inappropriate for her to think of how erotic it was. But she did anyway. She slightly moved her hips and felt him hard against her. She moved again so his growing crotch would fit right at her core and he pinched her nipples harder, as he let a barely audible gasp.

Finding a sensitive spot, he kissed her neck, making her twitch with anticipation. She moaned loudly when he bit and she felt his smile against her skin, only for a second. As his hand moved to her most sensitive zone without any warning. His hand was barely touching her but the knowledge, the simple thought made her rub herself against him more, trying to get some friction.

He was sure she was awake now and he knew it was a good method to keep her warm, make her blood move. That’s why he bit her neck again as one of his fingers danced around her clit. That’s why his other hand moved up her bikini top with no hesitation and grabbed her breast greedily. That’s why he pulled her closer, burying his manhood into her ass.

Her moans filled the small room, feeling herself get wetter and he didn’t even remove her skirt yet. And that damn bikini either. She wanted to tell him, she wanted him to simply take her, but the sounds didn’t came out as words but moans and whimpers.

Himiko forgot where she is, how they got there, her so-called research. All she knew is how her body moved against his and how his hands didn’t move fast enough to let her have her release.

He would gladly offer her that but he remembered he had her for only this game. He wanted her to moan, to groan, to scream. Preferably his name.

To her, it was a torture and an eternity before his hand moved under the skirt, still blocked by the fabric of her swimsuit. Still to far, Chishiya’s hand moved like feathers on her, she felt the ghosts of his fingers over the fabric and whined in frustration. He smiled and she didn’t expect his fingers to push so forcefully through the thin material at one, making her scream. Only to be disappointed just a few moments later when the contact broke.

She was wet, still dressed and trembling not from the cold but from his edging. She felt his other hand move to her stomach, bringing her even closer – if that was even possible – and then he moved creating the much needed friction she needed. She was distracted and she didn’t feel the panties being moved to the side, not that they covered too much from the beginning. He inserted his finger with no warning and she screamed his name. Pleased with how wet she was and her reaction he inserted a second one and stood still, reveling in the feeling of her warmth. Imagining how she would feel around his member. She started moving but his hand on her stomach kept her still.

Her mind was dizzy, still affected by the hours spent in the cold – although she felt the warmth in each of her bones and muscles. And especially around his fingers that slightly, just slightly twitched, making her whimper more, almost crying.

The voice announced the ending of the game and her mind didn’t register it either. Only then Chishiya started moving, fast and meticulously, hitting a point inside her that made her head fall back on his shoulder and made her scream profanities that she didn’t even realize she knew. He smiled, finally letting her have her orgasm as he heard his name somewhere in between all the mumbled words.

He didn’t know what time it was, his plan was to keep her in that state as much as possible – and maybe, just maybe he thought of doing more. If necessary of course. The voice cut his fun short, but he jumped to his feet and closed his hoodie, praying that it was long enough to cover his aching boner. He’ll have to take care of that later.

She didn’t move for a few minutes, realizing he simply got up his feet and left. In the back of her mind she knew he kept her alive. Both of them, at the end of the day. She understood what happened and somehow there was a tiny shiver of disappointment and sadness going through her body. She breathed out silently.

He didn’t say anything as he opened the door and waited for her to rise up. She sure took her time, but when she got up it was like the past 8 hours have never happened. Her face was the perfect image of tranquility and boredom. It bothered him, but it didn’t show up on his face either.

They left the room silently, finding the 2 girls in the entryway, looking pale and cold – together with other players in a similar state. They went past them not knowing they still had a slight flush on their faces, very different to the purple skin the others shared.

There was no sign of the spades player, so Chishiya drove. They both knew they sentenced him to death. And they didn’t even have the conclusions of their researches.

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Hope you liked it ☠️

I’ll put them together in a wattpad story too, but ‘till then...

Here are the other parts, in the chronological order but as mentioned they can be read however you want.

Open Doors - here

For Research Purposes (this one)

Wet Motion - here

Drifting in Flashes - here

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l0sercat · 1 year

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hii can i request for chishiya x gn!reader? where reader is his s/o and kind of sacrifices themselves to let him win in the king of diamonds game? thankyouuu

Kinda short sorry:/

Chishiya x reader

When you joined the game together you thought it would be fine. He would help you as you'd both survive the game. But then you heard the rules. Only one person would survive. Your eyes widened and you looked over to Chishiya. He had a calm face but his eyes flickered over to yours and you could see the dread in his eyes.

You tugged at the belt but to no use. You let out a frustrated sound. You smiled as your shoulders shook. You started to giggle, it was quiet at first then it turned into full laughs. Everyone looked at you with a bewildered look. You tossed your head back and let your laughter die out.

Chishiya looked away, concern could be found in his eyes. He never let it show but he cared deeply about you.

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It was you, Kuzuryu, and Chishiya left. You looked over at Chishiya and smiled. You had -9 points, you knew you weren't going to make it out from the start. You picked a number and looked at the screen for the results.

Chishiya looked over at you and you could see fear and sadness in his eyes. Your scale filled up with acid. "Goodbye Chishiya...til we meet again" you stared at him with teary eyes and a sad smile. His eyes widened and his eyes watered. "(Your name)... please no.." he whispered

"I love you" and at that moment the scale containing the acid tipped over. The acid poured all over you. Your flesh melted and blood splattered and your body dropped like a fly.

Chishiya looked at your body and let out a tear. He gripped his sleeves and looked away not wanting to see your dead rotting body. But even after he looked away the images flashed in his mind. Your smile and then your corpse.

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After he won and got up he looked over at you one last time. He walked close to you and in a low voice said "I love you too" and walked off.

#x reader #gender neutral #gender neutral reader #gender not specified #chishiya shuntaro #chishiya alice in borderland #chishiya x reader #chisiya #aib chishiya #chishiya x y/n #chishiya headcanons #chishiya imagine #aib #alice in borderland

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aiuragf · 1 year

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WHY DID THEY DID NOT PUT THE BACKSTORY ABIUT CHISIYA GETTING NEGLECTED BY HIS DAD?!?!!! I thought it was such an important aspect of his life, thats like the thing that made him this such a un-emphatic person. WHY DID THEY MADE HIM LIKE HE WAS A NICE DOCTOR HE WAS AN ASSHOLE DOCTOR IN THE MANGA And j love him gor that WHY THEY CHANGE IT?!?!???

#alice in borderland #aib #chisiya shuntaro #imawa no kuni no arisu #alice in borderland season 2 #netflix #alice in borderland spoilers

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misty-doodles · 1 year

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A Painful Reality (4857 words) by Lol_bnhalover Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 今際の国のアリス | Imawa no Kuni no Alice | Alice in Borderland (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Arisu Ryouhei/Chishiya Shuntarou, Chishiya Shuntarou & Kuina Hikari, Chishiya Shuntarou & Usagi Yuzuha Characters: Arisu Ryouhei, Chishiya Shuntarou, Kuina Hikari, Usagi Yuzuha Additional Tags: Hurt No Comfort, Sad Ending, Self-Harm, Implied/Referenced Eating Disorders, Depressed Arisu Ryouhei, Soft Chishiya Shuntarou, Hurt Chishiya Shuntarou, Hurt Arisu Ryouhei, Protective Kuina Hikari, Depression, Suicidal Thoughts, Suicide, Character Death, Heavy Angst, y'all im so sorry, PLEASE HEED THE TAGS Summary: Chishiya prided himself on being observant, on picking up on the small details about a person or situation, and using it to his advantage. Very little escaped him, even if he never spoke about it. Yet despite that, he failed to notice his boyfriend suffering in silence. --- Please read the tags and decide if this fic is right for you to read.

#imawa no kuni no alice #alice in borderland #arisu ryohei #chisiya shuntaro #angst #tw self harm #tw death #please read the tags #fanfic #aib fandom #aib fanfiction #chirisu #sad ending #hurt no comfort #im sorry fam #misty writes

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