#alice in borderland oneshot
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OFF LIMITS
Pairing: Niragi x Aguni’s sister! Reader
Warnings: unprotected sex (be smart!), possessive Niragi
Word count: 1.9 K
Summary: Niragi wants you so bad it hurts but he’s too scared of your brother to do anything about it. You have to take the matter into your own hands.
Author’s note: And I disappeared again. I promise you guys I love y’all, I just experience some writer block. Don’t hate me. Here’s a counter sex smut (my favourite) with Niragi to apologize! Remember that English isn’t my first language. Please don’t hesitate to let me know what you think.
Nota bene: We do NOT condone Niragi’s actions as we do NOT condone rape! We only love the Dori Sakurada’s interpretation of Niragi. This is fantasies only! You do NOT deserve this! If you are a victim of violence, please get help as soon as possible! You are not alone. Stay safe xx
Niragi was an asshole.
He was obnoxious and rude, and he treated everyone like he owned them.
But not with you! With you, he was nice and kind. He always tried to help you in any sort of way. Not that you needed help, obviously. But having a big armed guy on your side was hardly a luxury at the Beach.
Two reasons why he treated you well.
First of all, because he had the biggest crush on you. When he was around you, he couldn’t think of anything but getting into your pants. You were beautiful, and you were confident. You weren’t scared of him and to be totally honest, he found himself turned on anytime you opened your mouth to shut him up.
But there was another reason that made him be nice to you: You were Aguni’s sister!
You were off limits. Everybody knew that.
Actually, Aguni never said a thing about you. But no one was bold enough to try anything!
You busted in the VIP room during a militant meeting and your confidence still impressed Niragi. Dangerous armed guys were talking, and you interrupted them with no care in the world. His eyes were scanning your body until they met yours, already staring at him with lifted brows. He’d been caught. Was he embarrassed? You giggled a bit.
“Aguni, I need to talk to you”
Your brother nodded as he left the room, following you into the corridor.
You were hungry! It was past midnight and you were so fucking hungry. But you were in your bed, comfy and warm and you didn’t want to move. You debated with yourself but soon, laziness lost the battle against hunger. You threw yourself out of bed and went to the kitchen, not even bothering changing. Your pyjamas consisted of only an extra-large shirt and short shorts, but you were in a bikini all day every day, so half of the people at the Beach already saw your butt. Why changed then?
You arrived at the kitchen and turned on the music to make yourself a snack. You were dancing to the beat as your cheese grilled when you heard someone behind you, walking to you. You didn’t take the time to think, grabbed a knife and turned around quickly.
On the other side of your knife was Niragi’s throat, with his hands up.
« You’re fast » he said calmly, smirking at you.
« Damn it Niragi, don’t do that! You scared the shit out of me! »
« Sorry » he chuckled.
The sound of the microwave ringing behind you interrupted the intense eye contact.
« Can I sit with you? » he asked, already climbing on top of the counter.
« Sure » you answered as you hoped beside him, food in your hands.
You made sure your thigh was brushing against his as you sat.
You wanted him.
And you knew he wanted you.
You remembered this moment. The moment you learned that Niragi wanted to “fuck you raw against a wall”. His words.
It was a hot summer night and you needed to refresh yourself. You and your friends decided to head to the pool. You were wearing your favourite bikini, not bothering to wear anything else. But as you were about to leave the building, you realized you forgot your hairbrush and turned around, telling your friends you will meet them at the pool.
“Yeah so I can give Aguni a reason to kill me, right?”
As you heard your brother’s name, you knew you had to stop and listen. What if someone wanted to do him wrong? You needed to know.
“I don’t know man” Takatora answered, clearly bothered.
“No, I’m telling you! I’m not usually smart but I’ll be on that one. I’ll just stop thinking about her and move on”
As you got closer, you clearly recognize Niragi’s voice.
“If you say so”
“What?”
“Bro you are talking about her 24/7. Every time she’s entering the fucking room. I get it, you like her. But you’re driving me fucking crazy”
You continued listening for a while as it was kinda fun, but when you heard them moving, you quickly turned around and join your friends.
« So no chicks to impress tonight, huh? » you asked him before taking a bite of your grilled cheese.
« No. I grew bored I guess » he shrugged, stealing your snack.
“Bored? About girls? Who are you and what did you do to Niragi?”
He sincerely laughed at that, but didn’t really answer you.
Niragi seemed confident, but you knew him too well. You noticed the little shake in his voice and the way he swallowed at your giggles.
You knew he wanted you. And you wanted him. Now. On this exact counter.
You shifted a little, feigning to get more comfortable when, really, you made sure to get closer to him. You moved your hair out of your shoulders, letting him see your neck and collarbone. You could feel the tension. The atmosphere was getting thick. He loudly inhaled through his nose, and you knew. Your plan was working.
And he knew you knew. You weren’t innocent, and he was well aware of that. Your little game wasn’t unnoticed, and that was exactly why it was working. He knew you wanted him. And it made him go crazy. The months of flirting together and staring at each other were getting to an end.
He knew it was a dangerous game. That’s why he stood up, leaving the counter. But you pursued him and grabbed his arm before he could walk away. He turned around again and you pulled him a little, wedging yourself between the counter and his body.
« I don’t want to hurt you »
« What if I want you to hurt me? »
A shaky breath left his mouth.
« Y/N don’t tease »
« Why not? »
« I can’t do that »
« But you want to? »
« Your brother would kill me »
« But I’ll make you feel alive »
You knew he was going to cave; it was a matter of minutes. You knew it was going to take one more sentence.
« Fuck me Niragi »
At that, his mouth was on yours. He captured your lips with a fervor you never felt before.
He grabbed your thighs and sat you on the counter again, so close to the edge that you could feel his entire body pressed against yours. His hands were everywhere on your body. His mouth left yours to navigate on your jaw and neck.
He wanted you for so long, and he was going to make the best of it. He was literally aching for you, his body hurting with desire.
He grabbed your waist under your shirt, tight, and you felt like you were his. He made sure of that. He was going to get hell by your brother. He wanted at least to make the best of it while it lasted.
If he wasn’t close before, he definitely was now. You could feel his clothed groin pressing against your pussy. You instinctively moved your hips, trying to get some friction. He quickly grabbed your hips, stopping your movements. He needed you to stay still or else he was sure he was going to explode.
“I shouldn’t be doing this”
“You’re hot when you’re scared”
« Your brother will kill me»
« Don’t think about him » you said as you guide his hand inside your underwear, your lips brushing against his, « think about me »
His fingers quickly found your clit. He didn’t waste any time. Not anymore. He could feel the wetness on you and he needed more. He couldn’t care less about Aguni right now. The guy had left his mind the moment he felt your hand pulling at his, guiding it inside of your shorts. You moaned in his ear and he knew he couldn’t live without this sound anymore.
His fingers circled your clit, his mouth on yours, kissing you like there was no tomorrow. Which actually might be true for him.
“You’re so fucking wet” he groaned, not giving a damn about who could hear him.
You only whimpered in answer, your hands gripping his shoulders so tight he knew you would be leaving marks.
You could feel his fingers slipping inside of you with ease, his thumb still on your clit. He was fast, hard, and touching every spots inside of you that made you see stars.
“You’re fucking mine now. There is no way anyone would touch you like I do ever again. I will kill anyone who get close to you”
You were about to climax, and he knew it. He could feel you clenching around his fingers. He suddenly slipped his fingers out of you, stopping all of the sudden, and all you could do was whine. You were gonna ask him why he’s stop when he explained it to you.
“If you’re gonna cum, you’re gonna cum around my cock princess. I want to feel it on my cock.”
You wanted to answer but couldn’t. Instead, you just looked at him with wide eyes, trying to make him cave and let you cum.
“Continue to pout like that and I’ll destroy you. You just have what you asked for princess, teasing me like you don’t know what you’re doing”
You felt him grabbed your shorts and lifted your hips to allow him to take them off.
Your hands were opening his shirt, exploring his chest as he was working on his belt and pants.
He quickly penetrated you, not letting you any time to adjust to his size, and you were unable to keep your eyes open.
But then again, for the second time of the night, everything stopped.
“You look at me in the eyes when I’m inside you. You close your eyes and I stop.”
With that, he kissed you, slower this time. You sighed when you felt him inside of you again. You could feel his hair falling against your face and his hot breath on you.
“I’ll probably get shot for it but this is so fucking worth it”
You wanted to respond, but the only thing your brain could do was make you moan.
His fingers found your clit again and in no time the stimulation was enough to make you clench around him, milking his own orgasm away.
Aguni was searching for you when he entered the kitchen and saw the two of you getting dressed.
Niragi’s eyes widen and he stepped backward, his hands up in defense. He was ready to apologize. Or ready to die. He opened his mouth to say something, anything that could get him out of trouble, and Aguni’s eyes left him to speak to you.
«Y/N I need to see you » he stated.
«Coming » you answered as your brother turned around and leave.
Aguni knew you could handle yourself. He actually never gave a fuck about your love and sexual life. You were an adult and he couldn’t care less.
He never threatened anyone who got too close to you. His reputation just did the thing.
« I like it when you get scared » you laughed, winking at him before following your brother, letting the tall guy speechless and alone in the middle of the room.
#alice in borderland#alice in borderland fanfiction#alice in borderland oneshot#alice in borderland imagine#alice in borderland smut#niragi#niragi imagine#niragi smut#niragi suguru smut#niragi suguru imagine#niragi suguru
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kiss me (beneath the milky twilight)
arisu x fem!reader fluff
summary: talking about your pasts one night at the beach brings about a first kiss.
warning(s): none
note(s): first fic to the blog! hope you enjoy :) i love arisu with my whole entire heart.
“arisu,”
“hm?”
he turns his head, and you’re very close to his face. his ears turn a flushed shade of red, and he turns back. you both sit at the foot of a bed, staring out of the window. the view from the room is quite a nice one, and if you weren’t in the position you were in, you think you’d be enjoying your time. especially with arisu here.
“what did you do before?”
“before what?”
“we got stuck here.”
he takes a moment, and doesn’t answer you. you’re still looking at him, and he can feel uour hot breath fanning his neck and the side of his face while he tries to think of an answer that won’t embarrass him. but he comes up with none when he finally replies.
“nothing.”
you furrow your eyebrows. you weren’t quite sure if he was trying to avoid the question or not.
“nothing?”
“a lot of nothing,”
you turn your body back as well, now accompanying him in staring ahead at the night view. the city looked beautiful. if it were any other circumstance, you’d even say the city looked peaceful.
“i sat around all day, playing video games, and i only left the house to hang out with the two friends i had. i was kind of a bum.”
you nod. you wait for him to ask the question back, to keep the conversation going, because you like talking to him, but he doesn’t. he just keeps staring out the damn window.
“arisu,”
you say again, and he turns to look at you again. his eyes flitter from your eyes to your lips, but you don’t catch this. this time he doesn’t look away blushing, but stays there, soaking in your gaze.
“tell me about your life before.”
“but i already did.”
“i want to hear every detail.”
he reaches up and tucks a piece of hair behind your ear. the world is ending, and for just a moment, while he’s looking at you and you’re looking at him, it’s like none of it matters. he looks to your lips again, and before you get the chance to tease, he’s kissing you, hand still on your face.
you don’t kiss back, not shocked, but sort of stunned. he quickly pulls away, eyes wide with fead.
“oh my god. oh my god i’m so sorry, i didn’t mean to, i just-“
he begins to ramble, apologizing for literally nothing. you grab him by the shirt and pull him back, initiating the kiss this time. his lips are chapped and rough against your moisturized ones, and he closes his eyes, body relaxing. he lets out a breath through his nose.
he cups your face in his hands, so very softly, and your grip on his shirt is tight, as if he might be yanked away from you. frantically, you try to deepen the kiss, pushing against him, before kissing the corner of his mouth, then his jaw and down his neck, before you travel back up to his mouth again.
he’s sort of out of breath, breathing heavily when you come back to his face, but he kisses you fervently. for the short time your lips are on him, all of the air is sucked out of the world and time stops. you are the entire world in that moment, and if it were up to you, you’d stay there forever.
you both pull away to catch a breath, and when he chases after you in an attempt to kiss you again, you stop him, placing a hand on his chest. he thinks he’s done something wrong for a brief moment.
“arisu,”
“what is it?”
he asks, anxiously anticipating your words.
“when we get out of here, i’d love do do nothing with you.”
#aib#alice in borderland#aib season 2#aib x reader#alice in borderland x reader#arisu x reader#arisu#arisu ryohei#oneshot#alice in borderland oneshot#aib oneshot#arisu oneshot#skullpie#x reader#aib smut#alice in borderland smut#arisu smut
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Banda x GN!Reader
Genre: ?? (TW: Banda is a TW in itself, idk)
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Basically Banda being your stalker in the real world, and you meet him again in one of your games
[REQUESTED]
["I always feel like, somebody's watching me."]
Unsettled.
They didn't know why they felt that way almost all the time, but it sent goose bumps up their skin- the hair on their skin standing. No matter where they went, they felt as if there was somebody staring at them, but every time they whipped their head around as if to catch the culprit, there was no one there.
Once, they got home to see their living room lights open and their eyebrows knit together in confusion. They knew for sure they switched all the lights off before they left. They went to the kitchen, seeing their honey scented lip balm lying on the floor.
"Strange, i thought I lost this."
<><><>
The unsettling feeling left for a while since they joined the games, but yet again they felt as if it was back.
"You seem nervous"
Chishiya's voice brought them back to their senses. They were walking into a prison for a Jack of Hearts game, and they just realized they were zoned out while walking.
"I'm not nervous"
"Your nibbling your bottom lip, and your eyes are unmoving and staring at nothing as we walk. You're toying with the hem of your shirt and you keep exhaling deeply every few seconds. You're usually only this ay when you're nervous. So tell me what's wrong"
Screw Cheese Boy and his attentiveness.
Fortunately Chishiya left them alone as they got into the room and put a collar on, Y/N copying his movements.
They felt unnerved again, but this time felt stronger than before. They glanced around the room until they noticed one of the people already staring.
A male with kempt hair and a slightly wrinkled light navy polo with a few buttons undone revealing a white shirt stared at them intently. They noticed how much he reminded them of Chishiya- the slightly raised eyebrows and a smirk on his features. Yet his smirk felt different.
It's as if he recognized you, and his smirk only displayed how pleased he was to be in the same room as you.
Unsettling.
<><><>
"Y/N"
They were picking out snacks when they heard their name called. Thinking it was Chishiya they turned around, only to be surprised seeing it was the same male from earlier.
Since when did they introduce themselves?
"How.. how the heck do you know my name?" Y/N retaliated, and the male took a few steps forward, causing Y/N to step back. They felt the shelves behind them, and before they could move the male had placed his hands on either side of their head so they couldn't escape. His hand drifting down their side before reaching Y/N's pockets, pulling out the honey scented lip balm.
"You know, I missed this. I shouldn't have left it behind when you almost caught me in our house." He chuckled. Y/N's eyes widened.
"Since when did you have keys to my house?!"
"Not my fault you keep it on the fire extinguisher case next to your door, princess. It was so easy to see, like you were practically begging me to come inside your home."
Y/N felt as if there were bugs crawling on her skin. The male only laughed in triumph, opening the lip balm and putting some on Y/N's lips before his own, then storing it back in their bag.
So he was the guy watching them. He probably knew everything about them now, since Y/N already felt this way a few months before the games.
"You creep!" Y/N hissed, pushing him in the chest so he backs away.
He glances Y/N up and down before shaking his head in amusement, turning to leave.
"My name's Banda Sunato, darling" he winked, before disappearing down the corridor.
Guess this game is going to be pretty eventful.
Author's note: Hello requester-san! I hope you liked this. I love Banda sm but idk how to write him :') Sorry if this didn't come out the way you wanted it to! Idk if u wanted this to be romantic/platonic so I improvised instead. Anw, have a great rest of your day everyone! <3
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you arrive in the borderlands wearing your current outfit. the first thing you see is your chosen weapon.
do you survive?
#im wearing a cardigan w my combat boots#& have my lil backpack so!!#im living n not loving it 🤩#alice in borderland imagine#alice in borderland x reader#alice in borderland oneshot#aib imagine#aib x reader#aib x you#aib oneshot#chishiya x reader#chishiya imagine#arisu imagine#arisu x reader#kuina imagine#kuina x reader#banda x reader#banda imagine#💌 : chai is typing…
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I love you too.
Summary: You decided to ask out Usagi after a stressful work day, deciding you should confess your feelings along with it, you hope she likes you back.
Pairing; Yuzuha Usagi x GN!Reader
Genre: Slight Angst, Fluff
Word count; 2,156k
Warnings: Use of profanity, cringy scenes
Knocks from the door can be heard but Usagi paid it no mind as she stayed laid on the floor—her eyes closed to prick out tears onto the floor as her face held out a solemn look
Your knocks continued—not stopping until you heard or saw a respond
You grew increasingly worried as your knocks got rapidly fast
'No, no she's okay I'm sure'
You took the last resort—shouting at the door; your fingers cross in hope of a response.
'Please please she can't be gone now..' you overthink as your breaths got heavy
Hearing a sound behind the door, you light up—being thankful shes still there
Usagi opened the door, her eyes glossy and close to crying, her form sluggishly standing in front of you
You send out a warm smile toward her and immediately hugged her—providing warmth
Usagi was taken aback by your sudden action of yours but slowly hugged back as she laid her head on your shoulders, finally letting out the tears she had been holding,
"it's okay, let it all out.." you stroked her head to give a sense of comfort as you hugged her more tightly
Usagi sobbed and sniffed, her tears falling onto your clothes but you didn't mind as you were focused on comforting her
Usagi sniffed and looked at you, her eyes red and puffy,
"What if he doesn't come back?..." She silently muttered and bit her lip, holding back a sob,
"I… I don't know… but I know he'll want you to live for him.." you pathetically tried to find words to comfort her but Usagi got silent and gulped,
"Please Usagi, don't do this to yourself, even if he doesn't come back… he wants you to live… it's not your fault please.." you begged and put your head above hers, tearing up from the thought she will be gone,
"I- I'll try.." Usagi stuttered and looked at you,
"Thank you" she smiled at you weakly, still sniffing and her eyes still pricking the tears out,
"I don't know how I will comfort you but it takes time to recover from this sudden news and I know you're strong so just please stay with me and get through this together." You looked at her back in hopes of her agreeing and Usagi chuckled, the sadness in her tone noticeable,
"He wants me to live, he wants me to live" Usagi repeated those words and took a deep breath, wiping her tears away,
"Yeah.." Usagi chuckled again, her mood lifting after hearing your words of comfort for her
"I'll always protect you no matter what" you kissed her forehead and hugged her
–——
You sighed from the tiredness you had earned from the amount of work you had done today as you laid your back in your chair, trying to find a comfortable position.
You try to think of things that make you happy and immediately thought of Usagi—making you smile at the thought of her
'i should hang out with her today'
You pulled out your phone and called her—her answering immediately,
"Hello?" She spoke out from the other line and you immediately grinned at hearing her voice,
" Usagi! Do you want to hang out today? Only if you're not busy of course-" before you can finish what you're about to say— Usagi chuckled and hummed,
"Of course why not? I'm not busy today so I don't 'mind" she informed you and you mentally said 'yes' in your head and smiled,
"Oh okay then! I'll see you after work, ill meet you at your house" you grinned at meeting her
Your tiredness almost immediately went gone when you spoke to her
'Should I confess to her?' you thought for a moment about the decision you will make but you were interrupted by Usagi speaking from the other line diverting your attention from your thoughts to her instead,
"Okay! I'll see you later" Usagi ended the call and you sigh in content
'it seems she's more cheerful now' you smiled at the thought of her being happy after her mourning—after all, all you want for her is to feel the happiness she deserves after going thru a lot.
You ran your thoughts about confessing your feelings for her and after some time you finally decided to muster your courage up and ask her out later.
———
You readied yourself up, putting on the right amount of perfume and tidying up your hair than you usually do
'why am I so nervous, I haven't even seen her yet' you chuckled at yourself and looked at yourself in the mirror
You decided to wear simple today; jeans, t-shirt, and jacket,
"Okay y/n you got this!" You hyped yourself up and smiled, ready to finally face her with your feelings
———
You walked and walked until you were finally facing her door
You put your worries down in the back of your mind, focused on your breathing.
'not time to worry y/n, you can do this!'
You knocked on her door, waiting patiently for her response
You were still a bit nervous but you can't back out now as you promised yourself to finally say your feelings.
Before you knew it, she was in front of you
She still looked beautiful even tho she wore simple clothes
You blushed and awkwardly smiled, coughing and gulping
Usagi looked at you worriedly and put a hand on your shoulder, her eyes held a concerned look,
"Are you ok?" She worriedly asked but you nodded lessening her worries,
"Yeah, I'm fine just uhm…" you started to trail off as Usagi got confused,
"Hm?" She hummed waiting for you to continue,
"Aha uhm anyways, where do you want to go?" You shifted the topic, feeling nervous,
"Hmm…"
"I wanna go to an arcade, it's been a while since I have gone there." She said and you nodded,
"Didn't expect you to go to arcades" you teased jokingly and she chuckled,
"Yeah, right" she grinned and rolled her eyes,
"Let's go?" You put your arm out for her and Usagi looked at you awkwardly,
"What's with the arm linking?" Usagi slightly joked and you gulped, shaking your head,
"Oh? Uhm nothing let's just go" you put your arms down but Usagi seemed to stop and looked at your arms,
"Hmm" she started to think and looked at your arms
She grabbed your arms and linked her arms with you, making you a blushing mess and awkwardly trying to look away from her,
"Lets go" she smiled and started walking, while you struggle to contain your outburst of feelings.
———
You entered the arcade along with Usagi, your arms still linked together that still made you a blushing mess but you got used to it as you guys converse with each other until you and she got into an arcade,
"Let's play the claw machine!" Usagi told you and looked at you with her eyes making you blush and chuckled,
"Alright, I'll pay for the tokens" you offered but Usagi looked offended,
"What? Who said it's your treat?" Usagi said with her eyebrows raised,
"Me?" You answered unsurely but Usagi huffed and shook her head,
"Nope, I'll pay it" Usagi denied your offer and started to take her wallet out,
"I have money that hasn't been used so might as well treat you out" you stopped her and she looked at you—blushing a bit smiling,
"Mhm, okay then, can't say no to money can't I?" she joked and you chuckled, pulling out your wallet
You walked towards the booth to where the tokens are bought along with Usagi (your arms still linked but you don't mind at all as you enjoyed it) your wallet on the other hand,
"Hello, can I buy 45 tokens please?" You request for the lady who was handling the booth and she nodded, counting the amount needed,
"That'll be 1,501.27 yen" the lady said looking at the both of you and Usagi, your arms linked together with her—catching the lady's attention,
"Oh okay" you ignored the lady's look and started counting your money
Usagi blushed and looked away, feeling embarrassed but the lady whispered to her
"Are they your partner?" The lady asked and Usagi coughed in shock diverting your attention to her instead, asking if she was okay,
"Yeah, I'm fine…" Usagi looked towards the lady and the lady apologized, with Usagi awkwardly saying it's ok
You were confused but continued counting, taking out the money needed,
"Here" you put your money on the counter and the lady took out the tokens that were put into a plastic for more convenience holding it,
"Thank you for coming in, hope you enjoy the games" the lady farewelled the both of you and you nodded
———
Usagi and you started to walk until you and she found the claw machine, full of tiny and big plushies inside the glass
Usagi's eyes light up, dragging you along with her towards the claw machine that made you taken aback,
"Hey-"
"Shush, give me the tokens!" Usagi shushed you and put her hands out, waiting for the tokens
You chuckled at her antics and gave her the tokens
She insert the tokens into the claw machine and started playing, her eyes focused as her hands started to control the claw
You don't know what to do so you just started to hype her up while you laughed at her losing the plushie that she was trying to get,
"You know what ill help you" you offered and Usagi laughed,
"Are you sure? You're bad at aiming" she joked but you smiled,
"As if you aren't too" you retorted back and Usagi chuckled but nodded, letting you play with the claw machine
You let go of the arms linking which made you disappointed but you need to because you need to win the claw machine,
"Give me some tokens," you said and Usagi gave you the tokens in your hand
You inserted the tokens, focused on winning the plushie that she wanted
When the claw grabbed the plushie securely, you pressed the button that made the claw fall out the plushie from the machine,
"See? That was easy" you boasted and Usagi rolled her eyes
You got the plushie she was aiming for and gave it to her
Usagi was taken aback when you gave it to her as she expected you to keep it for yourself,
"What's with that look?" You asked and she only shook her head, her face blushing a bit,
"Nothing, I just expected you to be keeping it for yourself," she said and you chuckled,
"Hm? It's a date so of course ill give things to you"
You blushed at what you said and Usagi only looked at you shocked,
"Wh-what?..." She stuttered, shocked at what you unexpectedly said,
"Nothing, pretend I didn't say anything"
"..."
You guys continued to hang out, it was awkward after the conversation but you guys eventually warmed up with one another again as you guys played games together.
———
The sun was almost disappearing from both of your's sight so you decided to walk Usagi home,
"That was fun, thank you for today" Usagi thanked you but you shooked your head,
"It's nothing Usagi, you don't need to thank me" you smiled at her, slightly blushing
Usagi chuckled and cleared her throat, seemingly planning to say something
You took the chance and gulped, coughing, taking her attention away from her mind,
"Uhm Usagi can I tell you something?" You awkwardly asked
"Sure" Usagi nodded letting you speak,
"Well… remember when I first met you?" You questioned her and she looked at you confused,
"Hm yeah? Why is it?" She asked and you continue
"You were really nice and… really pretty too,"
"Even until now."
Your compliment took her aback as she blushed and yelled in shock
"Eh?!"
"Stop joking y/n" Usagi chuckled but you didn't say anything,
"I'm serious…"
"Oh."
"But the thing is, I started to fall for you as we hang out more" you explained and continued,
"When you received the news about your dad, I was worried as fuck and kept thinking what if you were gone and I was so thankful that you were still there" you were not even finished with what you were saying but Usagi widened her eyes—your statement making her blush more,
"I don't care if you like me back or not but I like you." You confessed and silent entered the scene,
"Y/n.." she started but you cut her off,
"Its okay if you reject me—" before you can continue, a pair of lips kissed you on the cheeks,
"I.. i- like you too.."
"..."
"Come on, say something!" Usagi joked and you blushed furiously, stuttering in words
Usagi held your hand awkwardly, standing close to you more,
"I love you too" Usagi whispered, she smiled and intertwined her hands with yours
'maybe the confession wasn't that bad'
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A/N; gays gals pals, a usagi oneshot finally, i finally wrote fluff too yey
#alice in borderland#aib#yuzuha usagi#yuzuha usagi x reader#usagi x reader#alice in borderland x reader#alice in borderland usagi x reader#oneshot#alice in borderland oneshot#alice in borderland ff#alice in borderland fanfiction#fluff#romance#angst#im gay for her ong
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i just had a thought and needed to share it with you LMAO but chishiya is definitely the type of person to use the whole ‘three taps means i love you’ code cuz he rarely ever says it out loud. so like anytime he passes by you he’ll tap your arm three times and sometimes he even finds himself doing it unconsciously in his sleep :((
Thank you for sharing this with me, my friend ♥
How could I NOT write this for you?
Tap, tap, tap.
Three taps on your upper arm as he passed you, his eyes not even looking up from the article he was reading. Only Chishiya’s smirk hinted at the fact that those taps were intentional, and you moved your fingers to the still tingling skin of your arm.
He always did that. Tapping your arm when walking past you, tapping your fingers when you held his hand, even your head when you snuggled into his side while watching a movie together. You had barely noticed at first, but the more often Chishiya did it, the more you questioned what it actually meant.
You had tried to figure out if it occurred after you said or did something special. Maybe it was to tell you that you were stupid (in Chishiya’s own mocking but loving way of course), or that you should move aside? It didn’t make sense.
One time you had questioned him, and the only answer had been a knowing chuckle. Of course, the cunning blonde wouldn’t give you the answer that easily, since he loved to be the clever one. You had even tried to tap him back, but that only led to an even bigger smirk on his face.
Rolling your eyes, you followed Chishiya into the living room, where he dropped back into the couch and barely made place for you when you did the same. You snuggled into his touch, leaving him enough space so he could continue reading that article about surgical stuff, and looked up to his face. Strands of blonde hair tickled your skin, the scent of strawberry shampoo just a hint in the air as you breathed in.
You searched for his hand and didn’t let go until your fingers intertwined with his, and there it was again. Three taps of his thumb against the side of your hand.
“What does it mean?” you asked again, twirling a strand of blonde hair between your fingers.
Chishiya tilted his head towards you just so slightly, a sign that he enjoyed what you were doing. “Hmm?”
You snorted. “Come on, don’t fool me. The taps! You know what I’m talking about. What does it mean?”
“If you can’t figure it out yourself, there’s no need to explain it anyway.”
That asshole. He knew exactly how much you wanted that answer, and he enjoyed it even more to play with you. This was definitely not the reason you loved him. You punched his side, hard enough so he had to flinch, before you snuggled back into it. “I hate you, ‘Chiya.”
“No, you don’t.” He bluntly stated with a smirk. Of course you didn’t.
Later that night, when the movie was long finished and you both had gone to bed, you still lay wide awake and stared at the ceiling. In the darkness of night, only a few shadows were visible, cast by the moon and the trees outside your window. Three taps. And there was a meaning behind it. Just why couldn’t you figure it out?
Chishiya huffed in his sleep and turned around so he was facing you. His mouth was slightly parted and his hair was tousled all around his beautiful features. You couldn’t resist touching his cheek, and his lips curled into a smile for a second. When you pulled back your arm to give Chishiya the space he needed, his fingers brushed your skin and you felt the soft tap, tap, tap once more.
He even did that while sleeping! But what-
You scanned his features, listened to the sound of his breath, and despite the riddle he wouldn’t solve for you, your heart was almost bursting with love for this man. You loved so many things about him – his voice, his cleverness, the way he was a man of few words who preferred to use tiny gestures.
And then it struck you.
Of course! How couldn’t you have seen it before?
Everything that Chishiya did had a meaning, even the slightest touch was considered.
Tap, tap, tap.
Three taps… three words.
I love you.
You smiled, breathing a kiss onto Chishiya’s lips. “I love you, too.”
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JUST LIKE ICARUS
✩ a chishiya x reader where the sun is a lot closer to him than he realised.
"Do you know the story of Icarus?"
The question catches Chishiya off guard. He turns to you inquisitively, but you are already looking elsewhere; you stretch your arms out behind your head lazily, leaning back against the side of your bed. The sunlight that filled the room was enough to make one drowsy with all its warmth, little specks of light scuttling across the ground like golden ants.
It's always weirdly sunny, when you're around.
"I'm familiar with it, yes." Chishiya says mildly. He briefly wonders whether he should've admitted to it - while it was true he had read the book, it had been completely unintentional. He'd picked up an old paperback of the book in a library once, under the impression that the gold lettering on the cover meant the book held a multitude of literary treasures. On that day, Chishiya learnt two things: that Icarus was an idiot, and that he should never trust the gold lettering on books.
He had come to dislike the story since.
"Really? You know it?" You look at him with wide eyes, your earlier drowsiness thrown off. The expression you are making is glowing with excitement, and he feels as if he should de-escalate the situation before you get any ideas.
"I didn't like it much," he warns. Much to Chishiya's distaste, he had come to know that you were a lover of storybooks, of which he never had much patience for. You blink, falling back against your bed with an audible thump.
"But why not?" You ask, tilting your head to the side. From your lips the question sounds incredulous; it's almost as if you had, in fact, greatly enjoyed the story of Icarus.
Chishiya frowns. He had initially expected you to dislike it too, since the story ended in Icarus' death and you were the greatest lover of happy endings he'd ever met. After tuning many of them out, he had come to know that your personal favourite tales were the ones about love - sappy ones of sweetness and longing that spanned over many lifetimes. He didn't care much for them either, though they wouldn't have bothered him nearly as much if you didn't insist on telling him every single one. So, with that in mind, what reason could you have for liking this tale?
"Icarus dug his own grave," Chishiya shrugs. "If he'd just been careful, he would've lived. He should've listened to the advice he was given."
You snort. "That's why you don't like it? You and Icarus are one in the same, then," you point out. "You never listen either."
It appears you've noticed him tuning you out.
"Well," Chishiya muses, "I can afford not to." He turns his head to shoot you a lazy grin. "The same cannot be said for Icarus."
You press your lips together. "Wow, you are awful," you comment, though Chishiya can tell by the way your shoulders shake gently that you are trying not to laugh. Your attempt to stifle your laughter ends up in vain when your voice disappears towards the end of your statement, dipping your head forward to conceal the grin adorning your face.
Chishiya finds he is smiling before he can stop himself - it's easy to make you laugh. He knows that if you lifted your head, he would see the crinkles under your eyes.
He allows you a moment to compose yourself before asking a question of his own. "But why do you like it?" he says, careful to keep the curiosity out of his voice. You raise your head when he speaks, traces of laughter still painting your lips. "The Icarus story, I mean. Since he dies in the end, I would've thought you'd hate it."
The question seems to surprise you. You frown, your brows drawing together. "Well, I wouldn't say that I like it, exactly," you say thoughtfully. "But it does have its charm. Icarus was happy for a little while." You muse. "Maybe being careless was worth it for him."
"That's ridiculous," Chishiya snorts. Icarus was happy for no less than what, five seconds? No form of death could be worth that. Now he doesn't know why he asked in the first place, because of course you would supply him with an answer like that. "He still died."
"Hey, what've you got against Icarus?" You tease, arms folded as you lean back against the side of your bed. "To be honest, I think his story is a little sad. He was just glad to be in the sun."
"Mm," Chishiya makes a noncommittal noise in response, knowing that if he were to give a full answer it would probably be rather scathing. You smile at this, giving him a little nudge.
"Okay, not a fan of Icarus," you say. Your voice is soft, tinted with amusement. Huh. Chishiya feels a small ache hatch in the centre of his chest - it pricked him in a strange way to see your smile as you spoke. You carry on, unaware of the sudden pain in his chest, that same smile still on your face. "Got it. Ah! Do you know Psyche and Eros? You have to have heard of them! Their love story is unrivaled."
Chishiya is vaguely aware of how he shakes his head, which causes you to clutch at your chest in mock horror. You then launch into your rendition of Psyche and Eros' romance, eyes shining. It seemed that unlike Icarus, Psyche and Eros got their happy ever after; their love was free to last forever, unbound by the constraints of mortal life once Psyche was immortalised.
Of course, this was the ringer for you - a love that lasted forever. Chishiya doesn't believe in forever; he knows everything must eventually come to an end. Perhaps that was where the two of you differed the most; you firmly believed in forever, simply because you insisted that things such as love could transcend all boundaries, resist the tests of time.
He supposes this should only be expected from someone who pitied Icarus, for whom Chishiya has no sympathy for. Despite how careless he may seem to you, him and the boy with the wax wings are nothing alike, because Chishiya is careful. He takes care not to let his mind wander when he sets his gaze on the sparkle in your eyes, the curve of your lips. He takes care not to let the sunlit vision of you sink too deep beneath the surface of his mind. Chishiya is careful, always careful. He knows that the repercussions of getting comfortable with you could cost him everything.
Even without you telling him, he knows the story of Icarus, who flew too close to the sun.
-
Today you are telling him about something new - probably another love story, judging by the delight in your voice.
It's sunny again. Chishiya is sitting with his back against the wall of your room, basking in the golden sunlight that streams through your window. The atmosphere is peaceful, calm. The way Chishiya likes it.
He leans his head forward slightly to stretch the stiffness out of it; he had long since stopped listening to you, and was now trying to figure out how to a rig a flamethrower. And every other step to making a flamethrower, really. It would be a lot easier to dance that risky line between life and death with one, and Chishiya intends to use it as his ticket out of this poolside hotel. He dreams of somewhere he doesn't have to attend meetings on the whim of an obnoxious man in sunglasses.
But where would he get the materials? If he were to ask someone like Ann for spare flamethrowing parts, he would most likely be bombarded with questions. Ann was terrifying in her own right, with her ability to speak so fast. It's a dilemma, certainly. Perhaps he could ask the handyman, Tatta, instead.
He doesn't seem like the type to ask what Chishiya would use them for, and Chishiya believes that is a quality more people should have.
"Chishiya?"
He lifts his head at your mention of his name. "Hm?"
You grin. Chishiya feels that little ache between his ribs again, filling in the empty space between his heart and his bones. It seems to be spreading, which he tries not to find concerning.
It's probably nothing.
"You weren't listening again, were you?" you chide, but you don't seem to mind. The teasing look on your face makes that plain enough.
Chishiya sees no need to lie. "I was not."
"Of course not," you sigh dramatically, flopping down to sit next to him. He smirks at you, knowing that you would roll your eyes in response. He knows you, predicting the way your head tilts away from him slightly, covering a quiet laugh. "Actually, I don't know why I'm surprised. Do you even listen to all those executive meetings you go to?"
Chishiya grins, which means the obvious answer is no - it's a close call between who he respects less, the Hatter or the mournful looking worm he'd spotted on his way back from a game. In fact, he might've even lent the worm an ear if it had deigned to speak - it probably had more worthwhile things to say than the Beach's number one.
You seem to be able to follow his train of thought. "I guess not," you say, a small laugh escaping your lips.
He finds himself thinking that the sound of it is rather nice.
Without warning you lean in closer to Chishiya and for a moment his mind goes blank, but all you do is reach out a hand to tuck a strand of hair behind his ear. "Here," your fingers brush lightly against the side of his face as you do so, the warmth of your skin lingering on his jaw even though the touch was only a brief one. "Now you'll be able to hear me better, hm?"
Chishiya snorts. His eyes flick over to you, that smile he wished wouldn't affect him so much dancing on your lips. Perhaps he should untuck the strand of hair from behind his ear again, just to annoy you. "There's a difference between wanting to listen and being able to listen."
"Hey-" you open your mouth to protest, but close it just as quickly. Chishiya is all but ready to give you a smug look, anticipating the way you would groan and pretend not to laugh - but then you lean in even closer, inspecting his face with curious eyes. He raises his brows in question. He doesn't like how your eyes have widened, mystified, as they rest just below his own eye level.
"What is it?" He frowns.
"You have a beauty mark!" You say, a delighted smile spreading across your lips. "I never noticed! Why didn't you tell me?"
Chishiya's brow furrows. He has to stifle the sudden urge to reach up and cover the little mark below his left eye. Why would he tell you? Perhaps he had fallen into the fool's trap of assuming you had working eyes, since the mark was, you know, on his face. "It must have slipped my mind," he says dryly.
Unfortunately, you take no notice of his wry tone. "It's so cute!" you exclaim. You look dangerously close to clapping your hands in joy, and you are still much too close to Chishiya. He feels the warmth on his skin beginning to burn as you reach out a finger to lightly tap the mark under his eye. "Oh! that reminds me - did I ever tell you the story? Beauty marks are where you were kissed the most in your past life."
Chishiya brushes your hand away from his face. "I can't say I've heard that one before," he says, keeping his tone even. He hopes it will be enough to stop the liquid gold in his chest from spreading.
"I thought as much," you hum, reaching out to poke the mark under his eye again, grinning when he swats you away. "Hey, that means you were kissed there a lot. Isn't that so sweet? You must have been really loved in your past life."
Chishiya's frown deepens. Here is your precious everlasting love again.
It's no secret that he doesn't believe in things like this; he knew better than most that human hearts were feeble things, easily stopped. As the vessel of love, didn't that show how not even the greatest love could last longer than the average human lifespan?
"Is that so." He says flatly. The mark below his eye was merely a fixation of his face, nothing more.
Your eyes dart over his unsmiling expression, the corners of your lips still turned up. "It's okay, I know you don't believe in things like that," you say mildly, eyes sparkling. Chishiya's gaze flickers; he didn't realise you had become so apt at predicting his thoughts.
"You're right. I don't."
You merely hum again in response before falling silent, as if in thought. In the hush Chishiya allows his gaze to wander to you momentarily; it comes to rest on the pensive crease in your forehead, angling lower to where golden shapes are being cast over your face by the sunlight coming through the window.
He's not sure if he can remember a time where you haven't been touched by light.
"Ah!" You do clap your hands now, and Chishiya eyes you in apprehension. That can't mean anything good. "Alright. Why don't we test something out?"
"Test?" Chishiya squints at you for a moment to accentuate his reluctance. "And what would that be?"
"Well...why don't we give you a new beauty mark?" You smile. "You don't believe me, so I'll prove you wrong."
Chishiya has to bite back his immediate scorn. What purpose would that serve? It's not as if you would be able to check if your theory worked, anyway. Even if you were right, neither of you would know what had conspired in this room, dappled in sunlight, in your next life.
He's already forming the word "no" in his throat, well aware that he shouldn't indulge you - but there are little crinkles under your eyes, the look of pure joy you usually wear when telling him your precious stories. Why were you so happy about his beauty mark, he wonders, and why hasn't the ache stopped by now? He should shut you down now, before this gets out of hand.
It is with these resolute thoughts that for some unfathomable, fanatical reason, Chishiya opens his mouth to find the words "do whatever you want," escaping off the tip of his tongue.
Just like that, the precarious nature he had built up around you is dealt its first blow when your face lights up with a pleasant surprise.
"Really?" you say, so tentatively that the pull in his chest becomes so strong it almost hurts. Chishiya has to pull himself together to shrug in indifference. But it's fine. This is but a small allowance, one he will only let slide once.
He still has to be careful.
You delicately put both hands on either side of the blonde's face, turning it this way and that as if inspecting it. He looks at you, unimpressed, as you gently poke his right cheek, designating it as the spot for his next beauty mark. "Is here okay?"
Chishiya shrugs again with his face still in your hands, your hold on him causing a slight difficulty for him to do so properly. "It's your test, isn't it?"
"Okayy, here it is, then."
You lean in and place a gentle kiss on his cheek, then another, and another. The touch of your lips is sweet and light - Chishiya's soft chuckle is audible when you kiss him a fourth time, and he loses count of the ones that follow after you can't seem to help but kiss him once on the lips.
-
Chishiya knows he shouldn't. He is aware that the wax wings fixed to his back are loosening by the day.
But no matter how hard he tries to ignore it, he is compelled to push open the door to your room in his free time, the daylight hours before he leaves for a game. Where he is enveloped by golden sunlight the second he steps in, the way your face brightens like heaven is on earth there with him etching itself into the very corners of his mind. He listens silently to your stories, the lull of your voice. You've begun to kiss him on his right cheek regularly, like a habit, and he can't bring himself to stop you.
He does his best to ignore the thought that perhaps he doesn't even want to stop you.
Chishiya knows that this is temporary. He has to be careful, make sure he doesn't forget. That no matter how many times you kiss him, he cannot stay. He is already flying much to close to the sun - the sudden warmth that consumes him as he does so is so immense that it scares him. Because every time you kiss him like that, he wonders what it would be like to sit there and listen to you tell stories forever.
And Chishiya knows forever doesn't exist.
-
Chishiya declines citizenship in the Borderlands.
Even after playing Kuzuryuu, he had honestly considered staying. No matter where he was, forever still would not exist; he would eventually die in either world. It would be interesting to see what the future held for him here, in any case. Perhaps he could run the Diamond games - there's no question of him being able to take the crown of the King of Diamonds with his intellect. And after all, if he stayed, he wouldn't have to return to the tedious problems of the real world.
But in the end, he finds that something inside him has changed.
Maybe it's because he's slowly bleeding out, which probably doesn't bode well for him. Maybe it's because he's slumped against a car and it's less than comfortable. Maybe Kuzuryuu got through to him after all.
But maybe it's also how you find him there, hidden behind the car, worry painting your usually so sunny face as you rush over to kneel beside him.
"Chishiya?" you whisper urgently. "Are you okay?"
He feels a gentle weight on his shoulder where you hand has immediately come to rest, like it's the most natural thing in the world. You don't even think twice about it; it surprises Chishiya that such a simple movement could feel so comforting, safe. He's gotten used to your touch, no matter how hard he'd tried not to. You're checking his wounds, eyes widening when you realise his hoodie is soaked in blood. "What happened to you? Oh my god, have you been shot? How bad is it?"
Chishiya manages a weak chuckle, even as you begin desperately searching for the bullet wound. You're worried, really worried, whispering something about putting pressure on the wound. Should he tell you he's been shot more than once?
His eyes roam over your face, cast in deep shadow by the darkening sky. Where are the crinkles in your eyes? The look of unobtainable joy that never left your face? It's so strange - ridiculous, even - that all he can think of is that stupid story you'd told him so long ago, the one about the beauty marks. He aches to see you smile again, like you did then, and the all-consuming feeling almost outweighs the blood seeping from his wounds.
"Are you laughing?" you say tearfully. Another laugh forces itself out of Chishiya's chest even as he winces slightly, although whether he laughs out of amusement or exasperation he can't really tell. You give him an incredulous stare, eyes shining with perspiration, before you finally crack a small smile of your own.
That's all it takes for the dam to break and you exhale in relief, the panic leaving your body in the form of a heavy breath. Your whole body relaxes and your hand slips a bit on his shoulder as you slump down beside him. "Chishiya," you breathe his name like it's the only thing keeping you alive, burying your face in your hands. "I was so worried about you."
Chishiya's broken laughter subsides into a grin. He leans back against the car, closing his eyes for a moment, although his look of amusement still lingers over his features. It's almost ironic - you seem more concerned about his own life than he is. And while Chishiya's concern usually reaches the brilliant heights of almost zero, he suddenly thinks that surviving his multiple bullet wounds wouldn't be so bad.
"Why?" he says, opening his eyes slightly to peer at you through half-lids. "If I died, we could test out your beauty mark theory."
You groan, but the sound is half-laugh-half-exasperation. "I can't believe you." Your head falls forward to rest on his shoulder, the fabric of his hoodie muffling your voice. You sound weak, as if you had spent some time calling out his name, trying to find him. He exhales a soft laugh. it was always your voice that gave you away, but now Chishiya only finds it endearing rather than a weakness. Despite the situation he finds himself relaxing.
He could get used to this.
And that's when it hits him.
That Chishiya has already become Icarus, the fool.
He breathes out. No, he's been a fool from the very start. He wants your head on his shoulder, just like it is now. He wants the warmth of your touch. He wants forever, full of your dancing eyes and your buoyant smile. He wants too much, has flown right against the sun so that his wax wings have melted away and he's plummeted into the ocean. Look at where being careful had gotten him; everything he's ever believed to be true is lost in the deep water.
But then you raise your head to graze a kiss on his right cheek between murmurs, your own cheeks slightly wet with tears, and Chishiya finds he doesn't care. He's willing to indulge in the idea of forever, no matter how unlikely it might be that it actually exists. He'll sink deeper into the ocean as long as you're holding on to him.
Fireworks explode around the two of you, marking the end of the world he'd met you in, and Chishiya makes his choice.
"I don't want citizenship," he says, and his eyes slide over to you as the words leave his mouth. He can admit, if only to himself, that he's looking forward to your reaction. "I think."
Your astonished face is illuminated in the light before it splits into that beaming smile.
"I thought you would stay," you whisper, but you're smiling so hard even as glittering tears are sliding down your cheeks again that Chishiya can't help but laugh once more. You reach for his hand and clasp it tightly, intertwining your fingers and his in a way that can only be described as tender and sweet, and he knows he's made the right choice.
"Let's go home," you say, eyes shining, and Chishiya is falling, falling. He wants to go back and live in a world with you, where a love that outlasts even the two of your beating hearts is more likely to be possible. Because even though he doesn't believe in forever, you do.
And Chishiya has never wanted so badly, with all of the heart he thought he didn't have, for it to be true.
-
Chishiya couldn't shake the feeling that something was strange.
He knew exactly where he was before he even fully woke up - the beep of the heart monitor, the sharp scent of sterilisation, the coolness of the pillow behind his head. From all the time he'd spent in residency, the atmosphere of the hospital was unmistakable.
He opens his eyes slowly to ease his transition into the waking world. His body aches with injury, and there is a stinging pain in his abdomen. The thoughts in his head are sluggish, bleary. He's still gaining his bearings, trying to figure out what happened.
A sudden jolt of urgency shoots through him and he almost bolts upright; he is met with the resistance of the tightly tucked in hospital bedsheets, and has to slowly push himself up instead. He looks around, scanning the other beds in the room. There is a strange new ache blooming rapidly in his chest, but he doesn't think it's related to his injuries. Where is...
He blinks. Where is what?
He frowns, freeing one of his arms from the linen sheets to rub his forehead. He tries to summon the thought up again, but it's like grasping at sand. Where is...? He attempts to close his fist over the question, but it slips through his fingers like the grains of an hourglass. What was he so desperate to find just now?
He just can't seem to recall.
The curtain around his bed is drawn with the slight scrape of metal, revealing a nurse with a clipboard. Chishiya is momentarily distracted from his thoughts when the nurse looks surprised to see him awake, her mouth forming a little 'o' of astonishment.
"Oh! you're awake," her expression quickly eases into a professional smile. Chishiya dips his head slightly in acknowledgement, but he is still unsettled. It's the strangest thing. It feels he's missing something, but he just can't figure out what.
The nurse begins to check his vitals, scribbling something down on a clipboard with a ballpoint pen. To Chishiya's newly awoken mind, the scratch of pen against paper is louder than it should be. As she writes she tells Chishiya what happened - the tragedy of the meteorite, how he was one of many victims of the crash.
"Your heart stopped for a full minute," she says, "you went into cardiac arrest. The same thing actually happened to a lot of the other patients here who were injured by the meteorite crash..."
Chishiya stops listening there. The nurse continues to talk, but his mind is already is elsewhere. His heart stopped for a full minute. He wonders, briefly, why it even bothered starting back up again. Perhaps he had some underlying will to live that even he didn't know about.
Human hearts were strange things.
It turns out that Chishiya has to stay at the hospital for a while before he can be discharged. He's familiar with the procedures - although his injuries aren't as severe as the man in the bed next to him, who is bandaged from head to toe, it'll still take a while before he makes a full recovery. Though Chishiya isn't too happy about this, he supposes there's nothing much he can do about it. And while the man stationed beside him is rather boisterous at times he does talk to Chishiya on the occasion, and it's not too irritating. In fact, he thinks they might even be a little bit alike in some ways.
But even as his injuries slowly heal, the ache he'd woken up with still lingers. It's such a strange, implacable feeling. Something inside him yearns for a specific kind warmth, the gold of sunlight that filters through windows. The hospital wards are too silent, too dull. Since when did he begin to long for company? But it's not even that - the room he's been staying in is full of people, yet he still feels as if someone is missing from his side. It's endlessly frustrating.
If his heart was going to torture him like this for surviving, maybe it shouldn't have yanked him back from cardiac arrest after all.
Chishiya's hospital days blur together with the utter sameness of them all. He goes through the motions, the scans, the checkups, all without a second thought.
Until, that is, he catches a proper glimpse of his reflection in the chipped bathroom mirror.
He stops in his tracks, leaning in closer to check whether it was just a speck of dust on the mirror, but no - it's really there. He frowns. That's weird.
He has a new beauty mark.
Has it always been there? There had always been one, just below his left eye. He had never paid it any heed. It was simply there, an affixation of his face. But he finds that there is now another mark, sitting on his right cheek. If it had been there all his life, he certainly didn't remember it. How had he never noticed it before?
He raises a hand to brush the new mark in confusion, his fingertips grazing the skin. As he does this, he recalls something odd - in the very back of his mind, it's almost as if he can feel the gentle press of someone's lips against his cheek.
-
Chishiya is finally going to be discharged from the hospital today.
He will not miss this place. In fact, his parting from the bed he'd known for the last month or so was joyful, to say the least. The ache he had woken up with still hasn't disappeared, but maybe the unsettling feeling that he'd forgotten something would fade once he left.
The sooner, the better.
He is just making his way to reception, having bid an amused farewell to the boisterous man in the bed beside him. Unlike the others in his room, neither of them had had any visitors, so he supposed the least he could do was be civil to the guy.
For once, there is silence in the hospital's white-walled corridors; visiting hours had not yet begun, and while Chishiya had grown to find complete silence somewhat unnerving he welcomes the change. There are no families weeping in the grey couches, no nervous chatter as they waited to be given updates on their loved ones' condition. There is even an abundance of sunlight, drifting in through the windows. It's peaceful, calm. The way Chishiya likes it.
Except when the receptionist's desk is finally in sight he finds someone else is already there, talking to the receptionist. By the looks of it, it's another patient - probably another crash victim, like him. Chishiya slows down, not particularly wanting to wait around for the conversation to finish. He stuffs his hands into his pockets, turning to look at the grey visitor's couches and then back at the receptionist. The patient is filling out forms now, blue ballpoint pen in hand. He spots the receptionist holding a rather thick stack of papers in her hand and frowns.
This may take a while.
Chishiya resigns himself to the grey couches, sinking into the soft fabric of the furniture. At least there's plenty of sunlight, streaming in through the rectangular glass pane overhead. He shoots another glance over at the counter, where the receptionist's stack of paper has diminished by about two sheets. He wonders if he would be chased if he just walked out of the hospital without signing the discharge documents.
With a sigh he leans back into the couch, turning his head to the side. With a note of surprise, he realises that there is a book lying open-faced a few inches away from him - judging by how it's been left open, someone must have left it there in the middle of reading it. With nothing else to do he lets curiosity take over, reaching over to pick the book up by its spine.
The book is a thin copy of an old story, battered and clearly well-read. He frowns slightly when he reads the title, bringing it closer to him to make out the words - gold lettering, the font of deceit. It's the story of Icarus; who wanted too much, giddy upon his taste of the heavens, and paid the price for it. Chishiya had always held contempt for that particular tale. If the fool had just been a little more careful, perhaps he would've lived.
"Oh! You know the story of Icarus?"
The question catches Chishiya off guard. He looks up from the book to see someone standing in front of him, smiling. It's that patient, the one who had been talking to the receptionist, silhouette dappled golden in the sunlight trickling into the room. That must mean the receptionist's desk is free now - but for some reason, he can't seem to tear his eyes away from the patient's expression; sparkling eyes, lips curved sweetly. Those bright eyes study him as he feels a familiar pull in his chest, the ache growing stronger by the second. And then, he hears the soft words:
"You have lovely beauty marks."
And it's so strange, because suddenly he feels a tug at the back of his mind. He feels as if he's heard something like that before, in another room dappled in sunlight. Where he felt warmer, safer than anywhere he had ever known.
Chishiya feels the smile come to his lips before he can stop himself. Perhaps his admin papers could wait a little longer. "Is that so."
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Doctor, thanks for seeing me today
"She hit her head."
You looked at Usagi, wondering what the best way to kill her would be. Maybe strangling her? No, no way. She was way too strong for that. Drowning her or asphyxiating her with a pillow while she slept were also out of the question. Maybe you could throw her down some stairs or something. If you were at her back and gave her a little push…
"I did not." You pronounced each word clearly, as if they were a sentence on their own, shooting daggers at her.
You had gone bouldering with your friend. She had been asking for a while and you had finally agreed, although you were nowhere near as physically active as she was and were a little bit scared of heights. Not too much, just like any other sane person would be. And boy, were some of those walls high.
She had taught you the basics before getting started.
"It's basically a game of balance, technique, strength and brain."
"I have maybe like one and a half of those things." You had said, not very convinced.
It had actually been quite fun. The place you had visited had the circuits' difficulty organized by colors: white, yellow, orange, red and black, white being the easiest and black being the hardest. You had manage to do all the white ones, and Usagi was nearly beaming with pride.
You had got a little bit too confident, adrenaline pumping through your veins.
"Now I'm going for a red one!"
"I think… Maybe you should just take it slow, progressively. Let's go with yellow?"
But once you set your mind set on something, you always found a way to achieve it.
So you walked towards the artificial rock walls where those were, with your extremely uncomfortable climbing shoes and hands full of chalk to get a better grip on the fake rocks.
Usagi had given up.
"Well, at least there are safety mats…" And shrugged. She knew you too well by now.
You kind of wish she had kept insisting, because while you managed to get pretty far on the red circuit, you also lost balance at some point in time and hit your head against one of the fake rocks. And then you fell. Pathetic. Utterly awful.
It didn't hurt that much, but Usagi still insisted on taking you to the hospital.
"Slow down, cowboy. This is not my first rodeo. You know how clumsy I am, I fall all the time!"
But just like it happened with you, there was nobody stopping her when it came to worrying for her friends. And you loved her for that.
What you didn't love her for was for telling your long-haired, blonde, extremely-handsome doctor every detail about your ridiculous fall.
"She did hit her head. And then she fell. She also scratched her hands, trying to grip at anything while she was falling, but she couldn't do it so…"
"No. That didn't happen like that. I decided to let myself fall because…"
The doctor's brown eyes moved from Usagi to you and from you to Usagi. Was there… A hint of entertainment in his face? Was he actually enjoying this?
"If you don't tell me what happens, I cannot do a proper examination." He finally said, his intense gaze focusing on you.
You looked at his identification badge, squinting your eyes to read what it said.
"You see, Dr. Chishiya…" You started, curving your lips upwards, into the most charming and seductive smile you could manage. "Nothing happened. I'm fine."
He kept looking at you, without changing his expression. He was kind of intimidating.
"Whatever, I hit my head." You finally agreed, rolling your eyes. Usagi laughed, but covered her mouth with her hand, and had the decency to mask it as a cough, at least.
"Could you wait outside?" Chishiya said to your friend, who nodded and left the room.
He started his examination. He checked your vision, your hearing, asked you simple questions, and touched your head to see how it felt. You felt shivers down your spine when his skin came in contact with yours, but didn't say anything.
He was just a doctor, doing his job. There was nothing strange about this. However, you couldn't help but imagine that his fingers lingered for a moment longer on your skin because he liked you, that maybe he was not required to touch you but he also felt the connection, the attraction…
Of course, that was not the case. But there was nothing wrong with creating fake scenarios in your head, as long as you were realistic about it. One had to be.
"You are alright." He determined after the examination, sitting behind his desk. "The spot where you hit yourself is inflamed. It shouldn't hurt more than it does already, but you can take ibuprofen if it does."
"Thanks, doc."
"If there is nothing else…"
But there was something else. You didn't want to just leave. You wanted to get to know him. Maybe get his number? Was it ethical to ask for a doctor's number?
No, really, was it? Maybe since he was not your doctor, but someone who simply had to work today in emergency care…
Your brain was spiraling, fast and furious, trying to find a way.
"What if I hit my head again?" You asked, trying to gain some time.
He lifted his eyes from the piece of paper he was writing something on, perplexed. "Is that something that happens often?"
"More often than you think. It's quite big so I guess it has its own gravitational field and you know, objects get attracted to it."
You didn't have a particularly big head. You used to, back when you were a kid, but your body had grown as well and now everything was more or less balanced.
You still made jokes about it, from time to time.
He looked as if he didn't know how to react.
"Well, then…"
"Do I just come back and ask for Dr. Chishiya?"
"No."
Damn, that was fast. He could have pretended at least to think about it for a few seconds.
"I'm actually still a student."
"Ah."
"Specializing in pediatric cardiac surgery."
"None of those words have anything to do with me, I get it."
One of the corners of his mouth lifted up. Well, at least he found you funny.
"And it wouldn't be very moral."
"What do you mean? Repeating an appointment with the same doctor is not moral?"
"I meant I was waiting until after your visit was over to ask you if you wanted to get coffee. And it would not be appropriate for me to do so if you were my patient."
You blinked, unsure of what you were hearing.
He wanted to ask you for coffee?
"Ah… Okay, sure. Are you…"
"I'm free in half an hour."
"Okay, yeah. I'll… Be by the entrance?"
"See you then."
Was he serious?
You left his office, still not believing what just happened. Usagi was waiting for you by the door.
"Are you alright?"
"Yes, don't worry. I'm having coffee with him in thirty minutes."
"You are what!?"
You lifted your shoulders, your mind devoid of thought. "I don't know…"
Usagi let out a bubbly laugh, feeling all the excitement you should have been experiencing.
She agreed to wait with you by the entrance.
Arisu, her boyfriend, would come pick her up in thirty minutes and you could leave with them if it all turned out to be a cruel joke the handsome doctor Chishiya was playing on you.
It wasn't, because exactly twenty-eight minutes later you heard his voice coming from behind.
"Are you ready to go?"
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“He Loved Me, He Loved Me Not.”
For a man such as himself, he couldn’t express the emotions he felt, even if he wanted to. It was a matter of being unable, not knowing how than not wanting to. Or maybe it was a little bit of both. Chishiya could only hope that the one he loved wouldn’t see him any less for it— because it’d only sting more considering that he, for once, was trying his best to be (somewhat) emotionally available.
But maybe he had realized that all just a little too late.
a/n; exploring his character a little! A little bit of one-sided pining, mentions of past relations between Chishiya and reader, messy plot, messy in general ‘cause I haven’t written like this in three years— g/n! reader (hopefully), mentions of unhealthy behaviour, the neglectful kind + pre-borderlands relationship but chishiya reflecting during borderlands when he sees you again during beach arc
What did you expect, getting into a relationship with him? What had drawn you in, pulled you in so close? Close enough that he could plunge a knife into your heart so deep he could tug it right out from the other side? What did you expect?
What did you expect.
Before the whole borderlands shit show, Chishiya had you in his arms every day. Every other day. Maybe weekly. He thought he had expressed his affections rather often, but according to the other party they barely saw him. There had been a conversation between the two of you about this, a conversation where he willingly sat and listened. Nodding his head, looking like he caught your words as soon as they left your mouth.
Maybe that was one of the reasons. How he seemed so good at listening, as if he was hooked on to every word you said, actively listening every time you spoke. In a sense he did. At the beginning, that was.
Everyone knows how things are at the beginnings of a relationship. Where couples are tied to the hip, all lovey-dovey and happy looking. As if they solved all their problems and were sure there would be none to come their way. You and Chishiya were no different, but of course he showed this newfound affection he held in his own unique way.
Never the biggest fan of pda, so he kept the touching behind closed doors. Even then, his biggest way to show affection was just sitting down and spending time with you. Listening to how your day was, and you prying out the same from him as he reluctantly shared.
That was just how your relationship was— and he liked it that way.
Until that ‘honeymoon phase’ started to slowly fade. Like it always does. He started spending less time with you, barely saying anything to you unless he needed something.
It was strange, how things switched up so quickly with him. He even went radio silent a couple of times, not really responding to texts or calls. Most he would give at times to a message is a one or two word answer. No matter how good a partner someone could be— anyone would start getting anxious about what was going on.
The final straw came when he didn’t say anything at all for a whole month. Maybe even reaching two months.
It was crazy. How could you be completely detached for a whole month like that? You never even caught a glimpse of him, got a single text or call. He must’ve been deliberately ignoring you.
Unfortunately, he had been.
He had no idea what came over him, but he just couldn’t talk to you. The workload at the hospital was only an excuse he could barely tell himself as for his own behaviour. As if he was justifying it.
But after a while, a string of texts finally got his attention. It’s all pretty blurry to him, but he just remembered dropping whatever it was he was doing to go over to your place. Unfortunately for him, a stroke of bad luck decided to follow him as he walked across Shibuya Crossing.
It was the day he found himself in this sort of dystopian version of Tokyo.
Maybe that’s why he found himself staring at you from a distance— there wasn’t really… actual closure. At least for him. With the raging party by the pool, you seemed to be having some fun with new friends you made during your time here.
Chishiya was known to be a confident guy, a bit of a prick but in a way he had a right to be. He was intelligent. But he could never bring himself to go up to you again. Not after how he left things on such a sour note.
He liked to think it was both his and their fault. Their fault for falling in love with a man like him, and his fault for loving you just as much. Maybe even a little more.
Perhaps that’s why he subconsciously distanced himself at one point. Did he think that was the right move? To move as far away and close himself as much as possible to protect them from an asshole like him? Someone who couldn’t even share how his day at work had went?
At the end, it didn’t matter why or why not he did certain things.
The fact of the matter was, he hurt you either way. Maybe this was how he loved. By pushing them as far as possible, holding himself accountable. And maybe this was how he balanced his life. From the shitty things he did every day, maybe he deserved it. Deserved never being able to make love last.
“Chishiya— Chishiya!”
The taller woman beside him had snapped her fingers right against his ear, making him turn his head just the slightest. Kuina stared back at him, the corners of her mouth twitching upwards just a little. A slightly incredulous smile on her face, “what’s with that expression? You look like you just got dumped.”
He knew she was exaggerating so he let out an amused scoff. Slowly, his eyes trailed back towards the crowd, a quiet sigh leaving his lips.
Ah, he just remembered. Why he had been making his way to your place that day. The message that got him scrambling to his feet, finally waking up to reality.
It’d been a break up text.
It took that, something that finally spelled it out to him that his relationship was in jeopardy, to try to fix it. Remedy how much he had blatantly ignored his partner for the past month or so, absolutely refusing to even send a single message.
If it hadn’t been obvious yet— he still loved you. After 90 days of this place, he still loved you. You probably still loved him too, he presumed. That wasn’t just his narcissism speaking, there was no way they’d get over him so quick. No way.
No way.
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Small Comfort ||| Chishiya x Reader
You and Chishiya have been grouped together for a game and you didn’t anticipate the amount of people there. You’re panicking, but Chishiya grounds and comforts you in his own way.
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Request - Anonymous
Pairing: Chishiya Shuntarō x Female ! Reader
Relationship: Romantic
Tone: Angst to Fluff
Word Count: 1k
Warnings: Reader has Social Anxiety, Light Panic Attack (?)
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A/N: "It should be posted within the next few days" I said. It has been nearly three weeks. I may have forgotten to work on this.
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Tonight was the last night of your visa, a fearful "zero days remaining" bright on the phone's screen, and you had to leave the ironic, stone walls of the hotel. The foe utopia hidden behind the title of the Beach demanded obedience, and with it the order that you could not leave unless the timer struck zero. You were to remain lost within the sickening party of alcohol and deception until the very last second, and you were to be a servant to Hatter until your very last breath. That way they ensured your total 'loyalty'.
And, because of that loyalty, tonight you had to leave. This night you had to participate in the death games, and, no matter the risks, you were happy that Chishiya chose to come with you.
He was wordless when he approached you within the packed lobby, only cocking his head with a knowing smirk before his expression fell back to a mask of cold neutrality.
He was worldless when Hatter announced the beginning of the night's entertainment and when each pre-decided group made its way to the old vehicles prepared by the iron gates of the hotel.
He was wordless when he entered the van and claimed the very back seats for the two of you.
There weren't a lot of you in the van the Beach's scouts managed to get their hands on. There were only five people if you counted both you and Chishiya: the driver who sat with thinly lined lips and wrinkles highlighting his frown; two women who huddled up in the seats in front of you, wrapped in each other's arms with scared eyes; Chishiya who leaned his chin on his fist and looked silently out of the window; and you.
To your surprise, the ride towards the site of the rising white light was a silent and pleasant one. Other than the hushed murmur of the two women, everyone seemed to mind their own business. The driver was diligently following the red line on the paper map, and Chishiya spared a few quiet glances at you. It was a comfortable atmosphere.
At least for however long it lasted.
You knew that it was going too well when you left the confines of the van, Chishiya aiding your dismount with a tentative hand that slipped back into the safety of its pocket the second you let go.
You followed him and the rest of the group up and into the bright building, seemingly a shorter office block, holding onto Chishiya by the fabric of his jumper. Step after step you made your way following the “Game” signs until you reached the table adorned with a variety of phones. Before you could grab one, you spared a glance at your surroundings.
There were too many people.
You tried to remain focussed as dark and cold eyes stared at you and your group. The two women quickly diffused into the corner and the driver stood with a hulking figure adjacent to the entrance. Noticing their actions only brought your attention ever so closer to the crowd of people. There were men in suits and women in matching garments. A high-schooler stood by the distant wall, seemingly staring you down as one finger coiled around the pink strands in her hair.
You felt like the world slowed around you. There were maybe twelve - no… thirteen strangers there that mixed with your group’s five. Seventeen people in the confines of one empty room.
You didn't know how it was possible. Other than the Beach, people didn’t tend to crowd together. Of course you didn’t doubt the luck in some cases. You’ve seen a lot of people participate in these games before; you've seen plenty of people walk towards different lights. Added up there realistically had to be this many people stuck within the Borderlands.
Another person entered, and you struggled to breathe. Eighteen.
There were eighteen people in one room. There were seventeen sets of eyes staring you down. Studying you. Judging you.
It didn’t matter if that was actually the case, but it felt like their eyes were digging into your skin. The space was suffocating. The walls felt like they were shrinking and spinning and warping and you couldn’t help but wrap your arms around yourself. Your body shook and your blood ran cold. It felt as if a large stone lodged itself in the base of your throat.
Your ears were ringing and your mind felt numb.
There were seventeen other people in one room.
You could hear their voices singing in your head:
‘Have you seen what she’s wearing?’
‘Look at how small she looks right now.’
‘Is she scared? Pathetic.’
‘Ha! Look at her hands. She's trembling.’
‘She-‘
Chishiya’s body gently pressed into you, his upper arm bumping against yours. The motion acted as a means of grounding that caused you to swallow down the terror as you were brought back to reality.
The room was still and none of the people were even remotely looking at you. Most were chatting amongst each other. The rest were looking down. Other than Chishiya’s, there was not a single pair of eyes looking you down.
You tried your best to breathe steadily as you noticed the room was bigger than you previously thought. The walls were no longer a predatory trap. You were safe enough, and you inhaled a shaky breath, almost missing the shuffle of fabric next to you.
What you didn’t miss was Chishiya’s outstretched hand in the corner of your eye, presenting you with one side of his Sony earphones.
Gingerly, you took it from his hand and looked at it before your eyes glanced up at the blonde's face. There was a quirk to his lips, but it wasn't a mocking one - it never was a mocking one. It was a silent invitation of comfort that acted as a substitute to his eyes that didn't dare to look at you.
He had noticed your panic straight away and he cared enough to intervene.
And you let out a breath, putting in the earbud.
The sound of the music was a pleasant distraction and a temporary remedy to your anxieties. It melted away the weight that was heavy on your chest mere moments ago, and it allowed you to breathe steady.
It was a comfort that you loved from him, and it was a comfort that allowed you to stand there beside him, waiting for the registration to close.
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Imagining reader sometimes reciprocating chishiya’s way of affection that shows that he cares but not in a petty way
Like in the morning he makes them their favorite drink before he goes to work? they’re waking up earlier than him and (failing to stay awake) trying to make his coffee without accidentally losing focus and mess up 😭 (in the end the taste of the coffee sucks but is he gonna tell them that? Yeah probably)
him occasionally bringing food and soda drinks from the vending machine for reader bc they tend to forget to take breaks every so often? they’re pulling their sleeves back and ready to make homemade lunches for his long shift at the hospital
Post it notes on the fridge? Post it notes on said lunches (what’s written on it? it’s either words of affirmation and encouragement or just messing with him with the nickname doc)
Does he finds it endearing? ig (yeah)
Reciprocate
Summary: You reciprocate Chishiya's way of affection.
Pairing: Chishiya x Reader
Warning: fluff <3, reader being so in love, complete utter cuteness and affection, a bit funny, goofy reader being dumb in a cute way, not proofread! , chishiya says 'thank you' ?!??!11?1, lil ooc!chishiya
A/N: giggling like a real child rn <3 <3
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Trial #1 - Morning Coffee
You knew Chishiya wasn't a very showy person. Especially when it came to his feelings. So whenever he showed you some kind of affection, no matter how subtle it was, you always took note of it.
All the small details mattered.
Everyday, Chishiya would wake up early and make you your favorite drink every morning he got a chance to. Which was less than often, due to his job. But he always did when he had the extra time. You would wake up just before he'd finish it and leave for work so you can take your drink while it was still hot.
The problem was that your boyfriend would almost always get up early in order to start and leave early.
And you on the other hand, took your time with your beauty sleep.
So you decided to come up with a plan that would be so effective and greatly efficient. Something so clever that even you were so stunned that you came up with this idea in the first place.
You decided to stay up all night.
Now, it seemed quite hard at first, especially having to sleep next to somebody and try to not wake them up, but you were more than determined to try something like this. You honestly weren't even allowed to work past midnight when Chishiya was home because it would, and you quote, 'dIsRUpT yOUr heAltH'.
Which you also called him a hypocrite for.
It was starting to seem quite difficult to do, but once you pulled through the first phase where Chishiya would start to fall asleep, you felt accomplished. Now you were gonna have to not move for the next 6 to 8 hours.
For the first few minutes and into hours, it was going quite fine.
You shifted from time to time in order to not feel numb, but you were still not really tired. Instead, you decided to use your imagination and have debates on yourself whether reality was or wasn't real at all.
It was a fun debate.
You got immersed in your thoughts that you managed to get through a few hours.
But then you started to feel the tiredness grip you tight and slowly pull you closer so you could succumb to the pleasure of sleep. Then for the next few 10 minutes, you were fighting this need for sleep - In which you called it weak.
You could feel yourself blinking slowly as slumber started to take you hostage. And after more battles, you had actually closed your eyes and took a rest.
However, out of all the days, your body's inner alarm clock woke you up an hour before Chishiya would wake up. As you looked at the alarm clock beside your bed, you internally cursed and immediately shifted out of the bed, trying to get out as quiet and softly as possible.
You didn't want to wake him up yet - that was the point in all of this.
After about 5 minutes of quiet shifting, you managed to get outside your door. Which took you an embarassingly long time due to how tired you still were.
You started making his usual coffee. It wasn't anything too difficult or anything, but you could definitely still do it.
If you weren't too sleepy right now.
Every dozen seconds, you could feel yourself slip away and you didn't even pay attention to how much coffee you were already adding in. Or anything, for that matter.
Ultimately, it became a failure.
However, you didn't exactly know that.
Just about when you finished, you were waken up by the sound of your bedroom door opening. In a reflex, you started to slouch-lean onto the counter and smile awkwardly.
"Morning, Chishi." You waved lazily.
"Why are you awake?" Chishiya said, more in a statement than a question. He could tell from the two coffee cups on the table that you made coffee. He just wanted to know why you bothered to do this.
"I made coffee!" You slurred, pushing one cup towards him and patting the seat next to you. "Ffffor you."
He made his way towards you, taking a peek at his own coffee, which looked quite different from his usual. He looked back at you. "It's.. quite different."
"Cause I made it." You smiled.
Chishiya eyed it for a while before taking it and bringing it up to his lips and taking a sip. He place it back down and clicked his tongue.
"Yeah, it tastes bad." He stated nonchalantly. Sometimes his brutally honest nature kind of made you feel bad.
"That's not true," You took the cup and sipped it before putting it back. "Yep, that's not good."
You placed your head in your arms and sighed. "Sorry, I just wanted to make you something."
Chishiya smiled softly, not that you could see it since you were busy sulking.
"Well, you certainly did try." He shrugged, "And I guess that's enough. Now I'll make the coffee this time."
You watched him as he re-did everything. You were a bit saddened that you weren't able to give him something of a gift. But you were happy that your effort was acknowledged at the very least.
He placed your cup down in front of you while holding his own. In light embarrassment, you peeped out a small and tired 'thank you' to which Chishiya gave a small endearing nod at you.
That morning, not many words were exchanged after. But you knew he was somewhat grateful of your reciprocation.
But you vowed to try harder next time.
Trial #2 - Lunch Box
Your eyes flickered open. Darting them to the side, you looked at your alarm clock.
It was an hour early. What a miracle.
All senses of tiredness left your person and you decided to try and do something for Chishiya again. The coffee you made yesterday was a total bust though..
You wriggled out of bed once again and made your way to the kitchen, deciding to something even extra for your lover.
You decided to cook for him. You don't have the world's worst skills and you can read so that was a plus.
Besides, when Chishiya came home yesterday, he had informed you of the long shift he was going to have today. You weren't just gonna let him starve in the hospital; he'll just shrug it off when someone asks why he hadn't eaten yet. It could be just your overthinking but it could happen.
You opened the fridge to find some other ingredients but came across your favorite drink, which Chishiya had gotten for you when he came home. He already kept tabs on the things you liked and disliked. You found it sweet.
Maybe you woke up earlier today because of your subconscious beating you the fuck up and do something in return.
You continued on to create his lunchbox. True to yourself, you were going to miss him when he goes - You always do.
You took the time with your work and smiled happily as it was finished. Now you were just washing the dishes as the rays of light from the sun hit the window and shined through the small open drapes from your living room. You enjoyed these moments. When everything is peaceful and silent - A great thing for you.
As you cleaned up, you heard some shuffling behind you, causing you to turn around, seeing Chishiya standing there, with his jacket on from last night.
"Awake early again?" Chishiya asked sleepily, still quite tired - he didn't look like he got much shuteye last night.
"Yup!" You turned around. "I made you breakfast and a lunchbox!" A giddy and excited smile was present on your face.
"Is that so?" He asks with a unostentatious smile, looking over to the cute box you prepared. You hadn't placed the lid on yet. "Well, it looks better than yesterday's" He teased blankly which earned him a small, embarrassed playful nudge to his shoulder.
"I'm sure its better!" You said and went back to the kitchen to prepare the food, leaving Chishiya sitting down to watch you.
He sat on the stool, watching you prepare other things. Your movements were a little slow and it was obvious that you haven't been getting much sleep lately. But you looked quite content with what you were doing.
"Hey…" Chishiya said breaking you out of your train of thought.
"Hmm?" You hummed, turning around to face him.
"Thank you." He muttered out sincerely, but it was even barely a whisper.
You fully turned around with a shit-eating grin. "Oh? What's this? THE Chishiya Shuntaro saying 'thank you'?"
Chishiya only rolled his eyes and ignored your comment. Honestly, you would always indulge in every domestic moment you got with him, since it was so rare to even witness him like this So, if it was going to come up again, then it must've really meant a lot to him.
Turning around, you finished up the dishes, "No problem."
You finally answered, absolutely joyful. Not only did you succeed this time, you got a thank you from him, but what you never knew was the multiple silent thanks and appreciative looks he gave you whenever you weren't looking. Maybe it just wasn't the time for you to see them yet.
Trial #3 - Post It Notes
Chishiya had finally gotten a small lunch break from his excruciatingly stressful work today. Dealing with complaints, cranky patients and even crankier visitors certainly wasn't easy as many people said it could be. He also had meetings and meetings where he just couldn't get any free moments in between because of some stupid ass excuse.
But he finally got a moment to appreciate the sheer silence of a room and the lunch you had prepared earlier.
He searched for the bag he brought on his desk and pulled out the box.
..Weird. He opened the cellophane around it and found a small post it note that seemed to hang loosely on the lid. The handwriting was quite messy which probably happened due to how tired you looked when you were done. He wasn't complaining though.
He reached the paper and picked it up.
' take a break, doc! ' accompanied by a drawing of a winky smiley face with its tongue out.
Would he be lying if he said he didn't find it cute or endearing? Maybe. Was he smiling? In his head, sure yeah. Was he going to throw the note away?
Chishiya folded the note and placed it inside the bag where he once found it and began indulging his break time with the lunch you had made for him today. But as it turned out, it wasn't the only thing you made today.
Sooner than later, he had finished his meal and went to place the now empty box back into his bag. Your cooking was good, average at least, but good. Before he placed the food box in, he noticed another note that was left in the underside of the bag.
'mwah <3' was all it said, but he noticed there was a writing on the back of it, 'turn it around!'
Seemed like it was supposed to be set facing a particular side.
Chishiya was silently enjoying himself with these notes until the door snapping open caught his immediate attention. "Doctor, a patient's calling for you." A nurse said witha bead of sweat falling down the side of their face. Chishiya nodded and sighed before quickly placing the contents of the bag back inside.
Just as he was being reminded of taking a sweet break and reading the sweet notes, he had to turn back into a doctor again.
Trial #4 - Forbidden Words and A Truth
11:28 PM
Chishiya stood in front of the apartment door both of you had shared, almost completely wet from the rain while he was coming back home. He was searching for the keys inside his wet jacket's pockets, wriggling his hands into any empty space he could find.
"There it is," He whispers out with a hidden victor behind his voice and takes it out of his pocket, more than ready to change and just head to bed.
By now, he guessed that you had already slipped off to bed by now or decided to be rebellious and watch some tv. But considering there were no noises of loud laughter or sobbing from the inside, you were probably fast asleep.
Chishiya unlocked the door and quickly stepped in to be greeted with the dark blue hued room. The only light coming from a small lit lamp in the corner of the living room and the moonlight that shined through the peak of a curtain.
He quietly closed and locked it, making it past your kitchen counter to put his bag on top of it.
However, before he could retreat into the comfort of the sheets and you in his bedroom, he noticed a note written on the fridge.
'Welcome home :) there's fruit inside'.
And when he opened the fridge door, there was indeed fruit - Cute, tiny pieces inside a bowl.
Chishiya stared at it, only now his mind wandered off to the thoughts that wondered why you had decided to do all these wonderful, small yet meaningful things? He definitely finds it utmost endearing but he was never going to tell or show you that. And it appears that you were more than happy to be up to the task of implementing his affections.
Maybe he just wasn't used to this kind of reciprocation.
Closing the fridge door, he shoved his hands into his pockets and walk to your bedroom with things he wanted to say to you. He changed his fit-wear and made his way to sit on the bed you two shared.
He watched your sleeping figure - the way your chest heaved up and down, the small snores, and anything that reminded the world that you were human.
He loved all of you. Something he would never admit to your face, not yet.
Chishiya leaned back onto the headboard and sighed, placing a hand and caressing your hair. "I just wanted to tell you something, Y/N. And I hope you're asleep as I do so. I was awake when you made me coffee, and the time you made me breakfast. I was awake when you didn't know. But you looked so happy as you did all those things for me, even when it was terrible." He chuckled onto himself, his tired eyes falling on you before he muttered those three iconic words under his breath.
Things he thought he'd never say.
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AN INVITATION
Pairing: Last Boss x Reader, Niragi x Reader
Warnings: smut, unprotected sex (wrap it guys, stay safe!), threesome
Word count: 1.4K
Summary: Your boyfriend Niragi made Last Boss an offer he could'nt refuse.
Author’s note: You cannot convince me that Niragi doesn’t have a voyeurism kink. Sharing is caring! Also "FRIEND FROM THE PAST - PART 2" is almost done and y'all are not ready!
Nota bene: We do NOT condone Niragi and Last Boss' actions as we do NOT condone violence and rape! We only love the Dori Sakurada’s interpretation of Niragi and Shuntarô Yanagi's interpretation of Last Boss! This is fantasies only! You do NOT deserve this! If you are a victim of violence, please get help as soon as possible! You are not alone. Stay safe xx
Being Niragi’s girlfriend has its perks.
First of all, no one ever dared to bother you. You could live your best life at the Beach, knowing nothing would happen to you. Then, you had fun. Niragi took nothing seriously and you both spent the days pranking everyone before running away. But the best part of the relationship was the sex. The sex was amazing. Niragi never refused to try anything and he never let you leave before knowing you were fully satisfied.
It was a warm day. You were chilling on your boyfriend’s lap at the pool, his hand high on your uncovered thigh.
“You know he has a crush on you, right?” he asked when you both caught Last Boss staring at you, making him look away quickly.
“Yeah”
“I see it in the way he looks at you. He wants to fuck you so bad!”
You didn’t answer, your eyes still looking at the bald man. You knew he had a crush on you for a while now. As much as he tried to hide it, he was looking like a teenage girl, staring at you when he thought you weren’t looking and blushing every time you had caught him. Yet you never could have a proper discussion with him.
“I’m not sure he’s ever slept with anyone” Niragi interrupted your trail of thoughts. “We should invite him over” he stated.
At the end of their militant meeting, Niragi waited for Last Boss, stopping him at the door.
« Come with me, I have something for you »
Last Boss rose a brow but followed anyway, as silently as always.
When both of them arrived at your room, Niragi knocked, surprising Last Boss, who knew exactly whose room it was.
You opened the door with nothing but a swimsuit bottom and an enormous shirt, Niragi’s, smiling from ear to ear. Niragi kissed you gently as he entered the room, passing you as you waited for Last Boss to enter. But he didn’t, and you began walking back inside the room, letting the door open for him to follow.
He entered suspiciously, closing the door silently behind him, and walked toward you, Niragi sitting in a chair in the room’s corner.
Last Boss stared at him questioningly before being interrupted by your voice.
« Do you have a crush on me? »
His eyes snapped toward you and bounced back to your boyfriend, almost afraid. But Niragi smiled slowly, relaxing back into the chair. Takatora glanced at the rifle that was too far for Niragi to kill him.
« You know, if you don’t want to do that, all you have to do is say so and we’ll get back to our life like nothing happened » you told him, taking a step forward.
Last Boss stared at you for a few seconds, titling his head on the side questionably, before looking at Niragi again.
As his eyes still were on your smiling boyfriend when you approached him slowly. You could feel the heat irradiating from his body and brushed your lips against his.
The moment you separated your lips, he closed the distance between you with no hesitation and kissed you so fiercely that you stumbled.
Niragi wasn’t smiling anymore. He leaned forward, watching the scene in front of him intensely. But he wasn’t upset. He could feel the blood rushing to his cock just looking at the scene in front of him.
Last Boss laid you on the bed, not breaking the kiss, and hovered over you, caging you against the bed.
His kisses were hungry, his body overpowered yours.
His hands flew below your shirt, finding your waist. He grabbed you like he was afraid you’ll evaporate.
He began grinding against you. His body needed some sort of relief, anything coming from you really.
You lifted your knee between his legs, making him groan in the crook of your neck.
His hands didn’t leave an inch of your body untouched.
He left a trail of open-mouthed kisses from your jaw down to your torso before he focused his tongue on your already hard nipple through your shirt.
Last Boss was so lost on you he couldn’t even remember your boyfriend sitting at less than two meters from him.
He ran one of his hand from your thigh to your hip, grazing your side until he reached your face, gripping it to kiss you deeply once more.
He was so lost in the kiss he didn’t feel your legs surrounding his sides, and in one swift movement, you flipped both of you over.
Once you were on his lap, you grabbed his shirt and pulled him into a sitting position to resume your kiss as soon as possible.
He kissed your neck, finding the particular spot that made your heart jump.
Your hands were on the back of his head, pulling him as close as possible.
“Mark me” you breathed
For the first time since he felt your lips on his, Takatora acknowledged Niragi’s presence. He wanted to mark you so badly, to make everyone know he fucked you. But he didn’t know what the limits were, and he definitely didn’t want the situation to stop because he went too far.
“You heard her Takatora? Mark her. We want to make our girl happy right?”
Our Girl. Fuck. These words could have make you cum right now and there.
“Our girl” Takatora repeated quietly just for you to hear.
He grabbed your shirt and took it off of your body slowly, taking the time to admire every inch of you. And fuck, he had no fucking idea how he could just not jump on you right now and fuck you like an animal.
He wanted you. He needed you. And he didn’t want to wait anymore.
His fingers quickly found your clit through your bottom, playing with it until you were a sobbing mess on top of him.
Last Boss couldn’t take his eyes off of you. You were mesmerizing.
Niragi couldn’t take his eyes off of the scene either. His girl whining on top of his best friend.
His cock was so hard it hurt.
He quickly stood and grabbed your arm, taking you to him, your back against his front.
“Stand!” he ordered to the tall man. Takatora quickly complied, trapping you between both of them.
Niragi teared your swimsuit apart as Takatora’s hand took his previous place.
Your boyfriend gently grabbed your throat from behind, making you turn your head to look at him.
“You’re going to show Takatora how glad you are that he is here, don’t you princess ?”
You furiously nodded your head as Niragi guided you on your knees.
Last Boss’ eyes widened but rapidly closed as he felt your lips around him. You didn’t wait any time to bob your head and the man was moaning your name the next second.
“She’s good at it, isn’t she?” Niragi smirked at the scene.
“Yes!”
You felt the man’s dick throbbed inside your mouth but stopped just before he could cum. You wanted him inside of you and you would not wait anymore.
You made him sit on the edge of the bed and sat on him, facing your boyfriend.
As he entered you, you could feel your eyes tearing up. Having an audience immediately made the sex so intense that the slightest touch could feel too much.
You began riding him but he quickly stopped you, grabbing your hips. He wanted to be the one fucking you. His thrusts were hard, fast and intensely deep. You could feel your eyes rolling at the back of your head until-
“Eyes on me”
As you reopened your eyes, you saw how close your boyfriend’s face was. You could feel his breath on you.
“Does Last Boss feel good baby?”
You couldn’t answer. You couldn’t even think of an answer.
“Does that feel good then?”
You moaned as you felt your boyfriend’s hand on your clit, it being tortured again. But this time it didn’t stop. The feelings of Takatora’s dick inside of you and Niragi’s fingers on your clit were too much and you couldn’t stop the wave of pleasure that came from the pit of your stomach.
Takatora came with you, feeling you pulsing around him.
The man couldn’t believe what had just happened. You, the subject of all of his fantasy, were just cuming on his cock a few seconds ago.
You couldn’t think about anything as you collapsed on the bed, only hearing your boyfriend one last time before falling asleep.
“You need to eat her out next time. She tastes fucking divine.”
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tatta x fem reader smut
[cw: tummy bulge, riding, spit, the l word, doggy, begging, creampie, spanking]
you ride his dick, slowly, letting the shaft drag along your walls in deep strokes. tatta’s head is thrown back against the head board, an arm thrown across his eyes and forehead like it’s too much for him–and it almost is.
you let your hands slip under his tshirt, gliding up and caressing his torso. his skin is hot, and he squirms at your feather-light touch. you brace yourself by planting your hands firmly on his chest just underneath his collarbones.
he moans at the slow pace. it sort of makes his brain go fuzzy. he’s never felt this good before and you know this. his mouth hangs open in an o shape. you look down, watching him slip in and out of you deliciously when you notice you can see the imprint of the movements in your belly.
the sight alone causes you to groan, and you speed up suddenly to watch the outline of his dick move. when you change pace, tatta jolts, not having expected the speed change. this makes you giggle.
“baby look,”
you urge, reaching up and moving his hand from his face, which is scrunched up in pleasure. is eyes flutter open, and he directs his attention down to where your bodies connect, following your eyes, and he lets out pathetic whimper at the sight of it.
“look at how deep you are.”
still holding onto his hand, you bring it down to your abdomen, applying pressure which makes tatta throw his head back again, knocking his head against the head board.
you roll your hips in a circular motion, eyes still trained on the bulge in ur tummy when he takes his hands and snakes them up your body, squeezing your hips and slipping them underneath your bathing suit bottoms to squeeze your butt.
“god,”
he groans, sitting up more. he grips your back side so tightly but makes no move to guide your movements, though you wish he would. you look back up and make eye contact with him. his face is flushed red and what little you can see of his hair peeking out from underneath his cap is sticking to his forehead with sweat.
you lean down, still grinding your hips, and begin pressing open mouthed kisses to his neck, sucking and licking his skin while he writhes under you. you travel up, kissing him on the mouth and reaching a hand up to yank his hat off of him so you can run your hands through his hair.
“love you so much.”
he manages to get out between the kisses. you feel his dick twitch inside you when you bite down on the juncture between his neck and shoulder, and he bucks his hips uncontrolled at the feeling.
you yelp at the sudden movement, pulling away from the kiss. you see his face shift into an apologetic expression. he thinks he’s hurt you for a moment, but before he can apologize, you stop him when you spit onto your fingers and reach down to rub your clit.
“do that again, please,”
“what?”
normally you’d find his obliviousness cute and all, but when you’re approaching orgasm, you feel frustrated.
“tatta, fuck me,”
you keep rubbing at yourself, watching the gears sort of turn as he processes the request-no-the demand. and, once again, he’s cute, but he’d be cuter if he was drilling you right now instead of thinking about logistics.
"please pound my pussy, wanna cum for you,”
your lewd language flusters him, but lights a fire in him.
“want you to come for me too.”
you add, leaning down close to his ear.
at your words, tatta groans, then slips out from underneath you, causing you to fall forward, chest pressing into the mattress. he’s behind you now, and you feel him caressing your butt briefly before he’s yanking your swimsuit bottoms all the way off, and pressing his hard dick into your backside.
you whine, wiggling your ass in an attempt to gain friction, but before you know it, he’s in you again, pounding your cunt with a speed you hadn’t expected out of him, causing you to let out a guttural moan.
“oh my god, yes.”
you pant, gripping the sheets. though you can’t see it, his eyes are trained on his own dick sliding in and out of your pussy.
“you’re so good.”
he praises, raising a hand to push his hair out of his face. when his hand comes back down to grip your hips again, he lands it much harder than he means. you expect him to apologize, but you realize your words must have gotten to him more than you thought when he does it again, intentionally this time, and harder.
“you’re so perfect, angel.”
he compliments again, smacking your ass again and again, fixated on the way it turns red and jiggles when he does so. you feel your stomach sort of knotting, getting tighter, and the pleasure you feel increases.
“tatta ‘m so close please please please.”
you don’t exactly know what you’re begging for. you know he’d never stop–he’s not the edging type–but you feel so good and your brain is so fuzzy that the words come spilling out anyways.
“yeah, gonna cum for me?”
he asks, and hearing him talk so dirty almost pushes you over the edge alone. you whimper an ‘mhm’
“where should i cum?”
he asks, sincerely, and you can tell his confidence he’s gained in the short time beings to fade once he becomes unsure. you think (as much as your foggy mind will allow) and pleasure takes over when you answer.
“inside. give me your cum. need you to fill me up.”
it doesn’t take more than a couple strokes after that for tatta to shoot off inside you, shaking from orgasm. the feeling of being filled with his load pushes you over as well, and you’re open-mouthed moaning into the sheets beneath you.
you both stay there for a moment, breathing heavily and coming down from your orgasm highs. you push yourself up onto your hands, prompting tatta to finally slip out of you. he watches his cum drip out of you, and almost gets hard again from the sight.
you roll over onto your back, and see him still kneeling there, hair messy and skin flushed. you smile up at him. he flops down next to you, also on his back.
“hmm i need you do that again sometime.”
“do what?”
“fuck the shit out of me.”
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Dori with female reader watching Alice in Borderland and reader gets horny when she saw Niragi and Dori gave her Niragi in bed??
Please and thank you
Thank you for the request! Sorry i haven’t been posting i have had many ideas in mind. I hope u enjoy! :)
You and dori were sitting in the living room watching alice in borderland, you guys were up to where Dori Niragi was making everyone vote for Aguni as leader. You didn’t recognize him with his long hair and all the piercings.
“How do you like him” you heard him whisper into your ear. You were confused because you didn’t think he came on yet.
“What?” as if on perfect timing he pointed to himself holding a gun up to Mira, doing a lewd movement with his tongue.
“That’s you?!” he nodded at you gently turning your face back to the screen. You couldn’t believe that was Dori, he looked so hot with the piercings and long hair, you leaned back in his embrace. As time went on and you kept watching, you felt yourself getting wetter.
You rubbed your thighs together, trying to get some sort of friction.
“Are you okay?” Dori looked over at you and paused the episode. As soon as you heard him you stopped you movements and turned to look at him.
“Yeah im okay, unpause it” You tried to turn away from him to look at the screen but he stopped you.
“Then why are you rubbing your thighs together under the blanket?” He tilted his head teasing you with a little hum at the end.
“I don’t know what your talking about.” He unpaused the show smirking and looking bad over. We got to season 2 the end of episode 1 and Niragi was burnt.
“You look pretty good burnt” You were still rubbing your legs together, your wetness still not going away. You thought maybe this time he wont notice it, he wasn’t acting like he knew.
He mumbled a quick ‘thank you’ and we continued watching.
“Can you pause it? I need to go to the bathroom really quick” he nodded and paused it, you didn’t know why he was being so short with you all of a sudden but you went to the bathroom and came back quick and sat next to him, unpausing the tv.
You checked the time and saw it was already almost 1 in the morning, you didn’t know you guys had been watching for so long.
“Ah finally we finished” Dori stood up to stretch so did you.
“So you want to tell me why you have been rubbing your thighs this whole time?” he bent down to your eye level with a grin on his face.
“What are you talking about?” You could feel that your panties were still extremely wet.
“You know exactly what i’m talking about” He was being rougher then usual, he was usually so sweet and gentle but right now he was more straightforward.
“Did you like Niragi?” You didn’t realize he was walking you towards the stairs, he picked you up and brought you upstairs to your bedroom. He dropped you onto the bed taking off his shirt before crawling over you kissing you.
You slid you hands up to his neck but before you could get fully around Dori Niragi grabbed your hands and pinned them above your head.
“No touching” he pulled away kissing and sucking at you neck. While his mouth was occupied with your neck his hand that wasn’t holding your wrists came down to get your shirt off.
He pulled away from your neck to get it above your head then going back to leaving hickeys but moving down to your hands above your head.
“please” you whimpered out wanting more from him.
“What do you want? You have to tell me or i wont know.” Dori Niragi was fidgeting with the back of your bra.
“Please take it off”
“Take what off?” now he was really pushing it.
“Anything! just please!” Dori Niragi finally takes your bra and starts to fondle with your breasts, Taking one of your now hard buds into his mouth flicking his tongue against it.
“Please i need more” you tangled your fingers in his black hair begging him to give you more.
“Stop being such a needy little bitch and take what i give you.” he slapped your face and moved down taking off your underwear, blowing a bit of air to tease you. Then coming back up to kiss you.
“Stop teasing please, need you so bad” He started traveling bad down to your sopping cunt. Dori Niragi ran his long slender fingers through your wet folds, sliding two finger into your soaking wet hole. You let out a cry feeling him suck on your clit, weaving your fingers into his hair.
“Please” Your thighs closed around his head as he quickens his fingers and sucks on your clit harder.
“Oh my god Dori i’m gonna cum!”
“Do it” You came right when he told you, he came back up tapping your chin.
“Open” You complied and he shoved his slender fingers into your mouth. You swirled your tongue around his digits.
“You want my cock baby?” You nodded around his fingers and felt the tip dragging against your clit. You whined wanting him to enter you already, Dori Niragi finally put his tip in slowly pushing his long cock into you.
He slowly pulled out till his tip was just out and slammed back into you.
“Oh god!” You cried out feeling tears form in the corners of your eyes. He pounded into faster hitting that’s spongy spot that has you seeing starts each time.
“You like that? this the spot?” You couldn’t even get any words out, the only word you could get was his name. You felt yourself clench around his cock and his thrusts were sloppy.
“Please Dori i’m going to cum!”
“Me to-shit cum with me” You both got to your climax together. Dori Niragi continued thrusting riding out your highs.
Once overstimulation hit you he slowly pulled out seeing his seed drop out of you, he pushed it back in with his fingers.
“Please, no more” You winced feeling his fingers pump in and out of you again.
“Just give me one more, i know you’ve got it in you.” Your legs started shaking feeling the knot getting tighter in you stomach. He made slow circles on your clit and you felt the knot snap, cumming around his fingers.
Dori went into the bathroom grabbing a went washcloth and coming to clean you up. He threw it back into the bathroom coming into bed with you. You were already dozing off and so was he.
“That was amazing y/n, thank you” You hummed, to tired to say anything back to him.
“Goodnight i love you” He pulled you to face him kissing you on the lips.
“I love you to Dori, goodnight”
A/n: I hope you enjoyed im sorry it took so long! <3
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i can’t die! [i’m all in.] ♡ chishiya shuntaro
anon requested : Hi Author! Can you please write (if it's okay) a fanfic about chishiya, Where the reader was chishiya's girlfriend before the borderline, they were supposed to meet in somewhere but the meteorite fell just before they did, and they meet again for the first time in the jack of hearts game? I know this isn't very detailed and I'm so sorry for that ;-; thank you author
song inspo ; coin by iu
synopsis : seeing your arranged boyfriend-of-sorts in the borderland’s is nerve-wracking. especially when he sees you’ve befriended a serial killer.
gender neutral reader, [name] used in place of y/n, platonic!banda - he might b ooc but idc <3, reader wears an oversized cardigan
if you have a blank blog [no bio, no user, no header or profile pic, nothing reblogged, etc] do not interact with my content. you will be blocked.
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“Will you get out of my way?” You shove the tall male to the side playfully as you fasten the collar around your neck. Banda’s eyes met yours and you grinned mischievously. “This place remind you of anything?”
“You’re so funny,” he replies blandly. The prison around you is cold and you’re thankful for the cardigan you’ve kept all these weeks. You follow behind Banda as he walks up the stairs, eyes on the floor as you anticipate your newest game. “Jack of Hearts — what are you expecting?”
Thinking the question over briefly, you speak monotonously, “Russian roulette, probably.”
“I wouldn’t be so lucky.”
Eyes are on you both as you walk into the main hallway. A girl in a blue dress catches your attention, then a sweet looking guy in yellow and overalls. Your eyes drop to the floor again as the automated voice goes over the game and the rules. A subtle nudge against your shoulder catches your attention. Banda speaks without moving, “you and me?”
“That’s what I was planning, doofus.”
Your gaze drifts around the room again as people begin to pair up. Banda wanders off, exploring the area you’re locked in indefinitely. A white hood catches your attention, eyes following down their figure until you’re met with analyzing eyes and a familiar smirk. Your lips part, “Chishiya?”
As if he can hear you, the man tilts his head at you before walking off with his chosen group.
Banda has collected a new person to join your duo — the stranger looks you over before grinning shyly. The hair on the back of your neck stands up, distrust crawling up your spine as you smile back. Meeting Banda’s gaze, you knew he was just as wary.
The killer — because that’s what he was in the other world and this one — slinks up next to you slyly. “See anyone you know?”
“Maybe,” you’re looking around once more, observing the way everyone interacts. Inclining your body slightly to the right, your eyes meet Chishiya’s. “Him. We were… together, in the other world. Something our parents agreed on.”
Banda lets out a mischievous snicker before leaning closer to you. “How cute. And he hasn’t come to say hello? Pity.”
You glare his way, wedging your elbow into the right side of his ribcage. The timer goes off then and you scamper over to an empty cell to give your card suit. As you exit your cell, Chishiya is idling in front of you curiously. He sways before speaking, “you know he’s killed people, right?”
“At this point, I haven’t met anyone here who isn’t a murderer.”
The blond hums before his gaze drifts, landing on something over your right shoulder. You know it’s Banda, looming behind you as he usually does. Chishiya looks to you again and speaks before his group comes to collect him. “I look forward to your survival.”
You find yourself in the cafeteria, stuffing snacks into the pockets of your cardigan for later before grabbing a drink and something to eat right then. Banda is sitting against the wall, staring ahead at Chishiya as you sit beside him. A pack of cookies lands in his lap — Banda doesn’t flinch as he peels the snack open and begins to eat it.
“Do you have to stare?” You mumble. Matsushita hadn’t returned from his bathroom break yet and you found relief in his absence. Another chip is placed in your mouth as you glare at Banda — he was still staring Chishiya’s way. “You have a crush on him or somethin’?”
Before he could answer, a body is slammed next to yours. Looking down, you see a man sweating and crying as another looms over him menacingly. Banda slides up beside you, whispering a small, “lie to him.” in the man’s ear. You look away from them and see Chishiya looking at you again, judgment clouding his eyes as you don’t speak up against Banda.
You grumble, “already startin’ shit and we just got here.”
“The game had to start sometime.”
As time passes, players dwindle slowly until the number hastens. There are only six of you left now — Chishiya’s partner couldn’t handle the pressure of the games, it seemed. Banda and Matsushita tell you your symbol — “club.” — before Banda breaks away from your group. You can feel the former’s eyes on you as you take sips from your drink, unnerving every inch of your skin. He interrupts the silence with a brutal curveball. “He’s lying to you, Banda. Your symbol is spade.”
“Why would he lie to me?”
“Maybe he thinks you’re the Jack,” Matsushita grins. Then he shrugs and leans against the wall beside you. “Or maybe he’s the Jack and is just trying to get rid of you. Who knows.”
You hum, tilting your head playfully. Of course you don’t believe him — strangely, you hadn’t doubted Banda since you got here. “What a waste. After we stayed allies for so long, he’d choose to get rid of me now?”
Matsushita’s eyes widen briefly at the new information before he snickers. “What a waste, indeed. Guess he doesn't cherish your friendship after all.”
Walking away from the liar, you find yourself alone in the cafeteria. Well, you thought you were alone — Chishiya announced himself by reaching beside you for a pack of crackers. “Running around without your guard dog now, hm?”
“You can't talk,” you respond. “All alone, lingering around here like a ghost. Spooky.”
Your back is to the shelf of food as Chishiya begins to crowd your space. He hums while pouting his bottom lip, looking everywhere but you. “How’d you end up with Banda anyways? You were on your way to meet me.”
“We made a deal,” you shrug. By the tilt of your voice and raise of your eyebrows, Chishiya knows you’re lying. He stands quietly, taking one step closer to you. “Okay, fine. I threatened him and demanded we team up.”
“Of course you threatened a murderer.” Chishiya lets out a laugh just as the five minute warning echoes around the prison. He tugs on the cardigan you’re wearing, eyes softening at the sight of the worn fabric. “Think this is mine.”
“It might be,” you push off of the shelf and side-step the blond. You catch a glimpse of Chishiya’s symbol and are opening your mouth before you can think. “It’s diamond, by the way. Your suit.”
“Yours is club.” You nod in confirmation and it piques Chishiya’s interest. “Someone tell you different?”
“Matsushita tried to say Banda was lying to me. But, Banda knows better,” you glare. “I’ll break his kneecaps if he tries to kill me.”
Chishiya’s quiet laugh seems to echo in the desolate cell. It’s all you can think about — all you can remember as your fingers dance along the knit cardigan you’re wearing. After this — if you survive this game — you want to go home. You want to go back with Chishiya and watch that movie you were supposed to meet at.
It’s no surprise to see Matsushita being cornered by the three others. He did freak you out — and he tried to get you killed. You eye his frightened expression lifelessly before speaking. “Can we take those snacks downstairs with us? I ran out of food a few days ago.”
— BONUS —
You’re sitting beside Chishiya’s hospital bed as the news begins. Absent-mindedly, you hand him a slice of the fruit you were eating as the news reporter begins to speak. A picture of a convict pops up along with the news story. “...Banda is still missing. We are asking everyone to be cautious and be safe. We’ll have the week’s weather up next.”
“You know…” you narrow your eyes at the picture of the man. Something about him looks familiar — it sends a tingle of awareness through your mind the longer you stare. “I think I could take that guy in a fight.”
Chishiya turns his head to you stiffly, furrowing his eyebrows. “He’s a serial killer, [name].”
You shrug, “I could do it.”
— ♧ ♡ ♢ ♤ —
this wasn’t really fluffy or romantic but i wanted to write a goofy n playful reader so <3 might b posting an aib series soon, so keep an eye out for that!
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CHISHIYA X READER when you admit you like him
[at the beach] your visa had been extended for a few more days and so had chishiya’s. tension between you two had been rising after meeting, but nothing said about the feelings you had deep down. sitting in the empty hotel room was boring, but arisu and usagi planned to go find out information about the beach together.
“you know, you don’t have to sit here alone? there is plenty of partying going on outside.” a familiar voice spoke from the door.
you turn to see chishiya leaning against the door frame with a smirk on his face.
“i’ve never liked partying and i find that ironic coming from you.” you walked over to him.
“well, at least we have something in common.” the boy said, looking straight in your eyes.
something about his stare felt fiery, you could feel it in your chest. he was never a sweet or caring kind of guy, mainly because he’s super closed-off, but with you there was something different about him.
“can i… admit something?” you hesitate.
was this the right moment? he could reject your feelings and things be awkward for the next few days. with that thought though, there was also some hope that it would go the way you wanted it.
“i have something to admit too, but i’m curious to know what you have to say first.” chishiya put his hands in his jacket pockets.
“i have feelings for you, chishiya. i don’t know why so don’t even bother asking, but i do.”
liar. chishiya was the most handsome guy you knew in the borderlands, plus his attitude and confidence drew you in even if you didn’t know it.
“well, i’m not so nervous to admit anymore because it was that i have feelings for you.” he laughed softly.
“so you don’t think i’m an absolute dork?”
“oh no, of course i do! that doesn’t mean i can’t like you though.” he spoke, taking your hand in his.
“you’re so annoying, chishiya.” you rolled your eyes.
“whatever, it’s not like kuina has never told me that before.” he shrugged his shoulders.
a/n: first alice in borderland one-shot! (also just my first one-shot in general lol). this is literally something i just came up with while writing, there wasn’t really an idea before i started writing 😭 HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE IT THOUGH <3
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