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Imagine finding Niragi after the Beach.
first time writing aib! i haven't written in a while so i was definitely a little rusty, but i'll have more free time from now on so ideally the next ones will be better!
warnings: niragi. a drastically unhealthy relationship (of course), niragi slander, burn injuries and gore, guns, problematic grief, mentions of massacre. if you have any triggers i doubt you'd want to even look at this man, apologies.
requested by: @nonsocosamett3r3. can't tag, but i hope you see this! for now, aib requests are open!
written by: archie
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The store was quiet, only tainted by the sound of lit gas heating your ramen and the quiet bubbling of the soup.
Your eyes fixed on the flame like it was magnetic. After the horrors of the Beach, something just drew you to it. That little flame…
Amazing.
Amazing how something so small could grow so big that it would engulf the whole resort. The whole community. Your whole future, and who you'd planned to spend it with.
You’d loved Suguru for so long, even before you’d arrived in this world. You’d vowed to love him as long as you were alive, but that was before he’d given into his brewing internal sickness.
It hurt too hard to think it. It utterly carved your heart to think that his only relief from himself might take fire and flames. The only way to be kind to him would be to let him die, and finally, it came. He was better off dead, and yet... you couldn’t help aching for him.
He was the one person you’d come into this with. The one person you knew you could trust. Even when he was at his worst.
You shook your head. It wouldn’t do to dwell on how he’d protected you from the witch trial. How he’d given you a pistol and told you to hide on the roof. “Wait for me up there,” he’d said, a firm hand on your back to nudge you towards the stairs, his spare pistol pressed into your palms. “Anyone aims at you and they’re dead.”
Even at his worst, his most unhinged, he still took care of you. He was never all ba-
No. Thinking like this would only make it harder. You needed to focus on how he was a murderer, how he was manic, how he embodied all of humanity’s darkest traits. Perhaps then, you could function in this world without him.
A sigh. The cooker’s flame danced before you, and all you could see in your mind was Niragi. How the fire clung to him. How he screamed and thrashed—
You shut the gas off.
No, you couldn’t look at it. The flame.
The spices in the ramen no longer smelled good; they churned your stomach and the burn of suppressed tears sat in your sinuses. Your head dropped into your hands, the heels of your palms pressed to your eyes. You wouldn’t cry over him. He was a murderer. A sadistic, psychopathic, narcissistic—
A clatter behind you.
“Auh, phuck.”
Panic pushed you to your feet, your breath hitched. You’d perched in the homewares aisle with your campfire cooker, and wherever that distorted voice came from was barely two aisles back.
It was so dark, you were so tired, and so many people hated you. Not even through any fault of your own. You didn’t choose to love the most hated man at the Beach. You were an easy target and anyone who recognised you surely wouldn’t hesitate, so you grabbed for the pistol from your belt and readied yourself for an assault. You’d not die at the hands of an angry Beach resident tonight.
Slow footsteps took you through the store, startled every time you heard a grunt or a clash. Someone was rummaging through the shelves and audibly struggling.
The smash of a glass bottle on the floor, then a strained voice. “Phuckin ‘ell.”
You neared the corner of the aisle and peered around, pistol held out before you. You only hoped they couldn’t hear the trembling rattle of your hold on it.
What you saw was inconclusive. Someone with a flashlight held in their mouth, pointed at shelves full of medical wares. They struggled with gathering supplies, knocking them over instead and hissing in pain, but you couldn’t gather a single feature.
This was your chance to strike a new alliance. They were clearly wounded and in no fighting condition, so you could easily best them if you needed to, but… Would it really be worth it to make a connection with someone that may surely hold back your chances in a game?
You had half a mind to turn away, leave them to their own struggling devices-
But the choice was taken. A loud groan and the flashlight dropped from the person’s mouth, clattered to the floor, and rolled a few inches.
The stream of light pointed directly to your shoe and lit up the tip of your weapon.
You might’ve expected the person to be startled with the realisation that they weren’t alone, to stumble back or at least gasp. But instead, you were met with an audible sneer.
“Ah. Gonna kill me?”
The end of your pistol still pointed into the darkness, though you could just barely see the silhouette of your target. And oh, you quivered. Your aim was as fractured as your heart, and you’d never held anyone in place with your aim before. It was clear to see.
A familiar snort. “You couldn’t hit me if you tried.”
Your brows tugged together. Your voice had left you entirely, chest heaving with the growing panic at how this tall figure found no sense of danger in you. And yet, that voice was so…
“S-Suguru?”
“Oh?” A beat of silence, and then a soft, sore laugh. “I taught you better than to tremble, baby.”
You almost dropped the pistol. It couldn’t be. You’d seen him fall off the roof shrouded in flame, and it’d been long days. Death was the only escape for him, and he needed it. But here he was, and you couldn’t help but hope it was true.
You dove for that flashlight to check that your wants hadn’t deceived you and scooped it up to point directly at Niragi to take him in in all his… misery.
Your heart broke. The sound of it was a distraught gasp, instant tears pricking the corners of your eyes. “Suguru…”
His gorgeous skin was rippled with the fusion of the fire. His hair ragged and burnt, chest and arms crimson, raw and leaking with infectious fluids.
His face scrunched with immediate hatred, his voice a pained hiss as he turned away. “Don’t. Don’t you fucking pity me.”
“I’m not-“
“Don’t.”
Ah, this was your Suguru. Blunt and dismissive, hostile even to you, but you knew how to handle him. You didn’t let him see dizzying wave of relief that drowned you, you held back those tears. Even if he was the most hated man in this realm, he was yours. You weren’t alone in this world anymore.
You took a brief moment to breathe and let your head calm before stepping in close, light shining on his arms. The skin had melted, black patches of fabric stuck into his skin, all the way up to his bare torso. But he didn’t like you looking.
He snatched away the light and the next thing you knew, you were blinded. Your eyes squinted against it, blinking, brows tugged together as you tried to seek out his face once more against the light.
A delicate hand to your cheek, a soft sigh. That was the sound of lazy Sunday mornings with him, the sound he’d always made with his nose buried into your hair.
You let your eyes close, transporting back to simpler times with his touch. His thumb ran so gently across your cheekbone and for the briefest moment you could pretend things were normal, that he was just your boyfriend back in Tokyo. Your beautiful, troubled, bespectacled boyfriend.
If only he didn’t smell of ash and molten flesh, you could have convinced yourself that nothing had changed.
His touch dropped away, the light directed away and your eyelids fluttered open once more. His gaze was so soft on yours. How could this boy with beautiful doe eyes ever hurt another? Perhaps… Just perhaps, he’d learned his lesson. He didn’t deserve this life.
“Let me see,” you murmured, carefully taking the flashlight from his hold. He was like a lost child as he watched you inspect his chest, so gentle as you opened his shirt to see the scarring. You couldn’t help the grimace as you peeled some of the sticky fabric from yellowed, skinless flesh, but he didn’t even wince. He just watched you quietly, intimately.
You met that gaze, and the butterflies in your chest were dizzying. “I’ll dress it for you. Okay?”
A grunt of agreement.
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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.
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♠️ "Scars don't make you a monster." ♠️
A/N: So, someone gave me this request via direct message and what should I say? I really do like this idea and I'm pretty happy about the fact that I can wrote about it! 🫶🏻
Characters: Niragi
POV: fem!reader ; Fluff
Warnings: Not given.
It's in the middle of the night. I have never been the person who has problems sleeping through the night. Even the biggest noises couldn't stop me from slumbering soundly. In summer, I can leave the windows open and listen to the buzzing and singing of the insects without a care in the world until I drift off into dreamland. Wind and weather don't stop me either. You could say that my body is able to adapt to all the conditions of my environment. So ... even now, when I realize in my sleep that something - more someone - is missing next to me.
I've noticed it all along. Even when I met Niragi again, I had the feeling that he had changed. Not in terms of his appearance- at least that was never the deciding factor for me. Admittedly, when I saw him again for the first time after the witch hunt, I was ... shocked. Because of several aspects. His scars - his burnt skin - was one thing, but seeing him again when I once thought he ... would no longer be with us, that was the crux of my reaction. That I drew in a startled breath. That I looked at him in shock and, of course, in tears, which I had swallowed at that moment. I was ... simply happy. To see that he was still alive.
Anyway, this is the first time I've had to open my eyes in the middle of the night because my body couldn't adapt to my surroundings during sleep. As soon as I went to bed, I had a feeling that something was wrong with Niragi. And it looks like I'm about to find out whether my gut feeling was right or not. Deep down, I already know the answer, but I want to hear it from him. I want him to tell me what's going on in his head right now. How he feels. What is bothering him. If something is bothering him.
Looking thoughtfully at my partner's side of the bed, I gradually start to move, hoping it won't take me long to find him. So, sighing and wearily brushing my hair out of my face, I get up and put one foot in front of the other to look for Niragi, who apparently hasn't even bothered to really hide.
"Niragi, what's wrong?" I rub one of my eyes sleepily and look just as sleepily at the boy standing on the balcony of the building where we've set up camp today. "Come back to bed, it's still pitch dark."
"I can sleep when I'm dead." It's not that I wouldn't expect him to say something like that- but what worries me is the way he says it.
Instead of saying anything, however, I just stand still for a moment and stare over at him. He doesn't even dare to turn towards me when we talk. I don't know him like this at all.
"I'm worried about you," you say in a calm tone as you walk towards him, aiming to stand next to him so you can look over the rooftops of the city with him. "Somehow I don't recognize you anymore," you continue, "where's the Niragi I met at the beach? The one with the big mouth and the high self-confidence, with the will of a leader?" Silence.
A moment later, all I hear is a hysterical giggle, which was obviously not the result of amusement or mirth. No, it sounded ... forced ... and hurt at the same time.
"He's been burned." Such a simple answer, but one with such great significance. "You should really go back to bed now."
"I'm not going anywhere." Determined, I now walk the last few meters towards him, after which I stand next to him. "Not without you." Unlike what I had planned, however, I don't stand so that I can see the loss, dark surroundings, but so that I am facing Niragi directly. "I knew something was wrong with you. I could tell by looking at you. Even yesterday, when you wished me a good night, your eyes betrayed you- so please don't pretend you don't care." Pause. "You are a human being. Not a robot."
"I'm a monster, Y/N!", he yelled at me and I jumped back a little because he turned around so suddenly and unexpectedly to finally look me in the face. "I can't even understand how you could even look at me on the street without throwing up right at my feet!" But just as quickly as he hit the ceiling, he quickly calmed down again.
I am sad. Is that really what he thinks? Does he really see himself as he has just described? As a monster? Oh, I'd love to ask what makes him think that, but I won't. I know the reason. His burns. The scars Chishiya left on him are the reason he speaks so poorly of himself. And it hurts. It hurts to know that a person in whom you see everything wonderful and whom you love for who he is, thinks of himself like that.
"Oh, darlin', that's not true ..." I realize how pitiful I'm looking at him right now, the softer his features become and the more he shows his mental pain to the outside world. "Please, don't say that ... Scars don't make you a monster."
"Just tell me how you can look at me like that without being afraid of me. How you ... how you can hold me in your arms without being disgusted by my skin. Without worrying about hurting me or feeling the need to puke your soul o-" I don't want to hear about that.
I understood the question. He wants answers? He'll get them. My way. The way in which I don't let him speak, but simply put one of my arms loosely around his neck to pull him into a loving kiss that for just a moment - a brief moment - is supposed to make the world stop for him.
Something that seems to work well. At least he abruptly matches my rhythm and wraps his arms around my waist to press me closer to him. To be able to feel me even better. To feel that he is not alone. Will not be alone. And to feel that there is someone who can be there for him and wants to be there.
I ... have to admit that no kiss with him was as beautiful as this one. Niragi is a rough person. He gets what he wants, his kisses were molded to his personality. Ungentle. Lots of tongue and especially biting. All the more reason for me to enjoy the kiss we're sharing right now, because who knows if I will ever experience this again.
Nevertheless, you should stop where it gets most beautiful. Although the really nice part - for him - is probably only now. One answer. An answer that will answer all his questions in one fell swoop.
"I love you," I breathe to him, tilting my head a little to the side as I look up at him and into his eyes. "That's why I can do all this, Niragi, it ... It's not as complicated and complex as you might have thought." I gave him a little smile and I can see it in his face- he's smiling a little, too. "And now come back to bed. You need to rest a bit and give your injuries a treatment. And by the way ... I'm tired and want to go back to sleep." Laughter, which only comes from me, but that's okay- his smile is enough for me. "Plus, I'm in desperate need of a good cuddle from you right now." Now, I can hear him chuckle a little and damn, it's the most beautiful I could ever hear coming out from him.
After another peck on the lips from him, I take him by the hand and walk him back into the building, where a place to sleep is waiting for us. In passing, I hear him say "I don't deserve you ...", which was probably only meant for him. But ...
"If everyone only got what they deserved, they couldn't possibly be happy in their lives, don't you think?"
A/N: Damn, I enjoyed writing this so much. Thanks for you request, stygianoir! Hope you enjoyed reading it as well. 🙈♥️
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LOVE IS CHAOS
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Chapter five - Game ON
Seven days? A visa?
With a thud, the mechanism around your neck clicked and for a second you were afraid it would go off. However, the pressure around your throat loosened, the two outer parts opened and the metal collar fell to the ground.
The more you learned about this country, or whatever it was, the more confused you became. There were so many unanswered questions running around in your head that it was starting to give you a headache.
One good thing was that the game was over. Which meant that for the time being, your life and Niragi's were no longer in danger. You hadn't noticed how much your hands were shaking until now and it was true that your legs were threatening to collapse under your weight at any moment. With your mouth dry, your heart shattering your rib cage and your eyes almost drowning in your tears, you looked around for Niragi who had just as many questions on his face.
"Let's meet downstairs, alright, baby?" he shouted over the edge, so you could hear him clearly through the wind that kept blowing harder and harder.
You nodded your head and rushed towards the exit, not even counting the number of floors you were speeding down. You had to control your every step or you'd crash to the ground, but the urge to find Niragi and hold him against you outweighed any second of morality that might have made you slow down. This building was very similar to the one you had entered the first time, and once you got to the first floor, you walked through the front doors and found yourself in the dark, again.
All the lights had been turned off at the end of the game, and only the stars lit your way. In the distance you could hardly make out Niragi, who seemed to be exchanging a few words with the schoolboy. You wondered what they could be saying to each other, and with small, discreet steps, you slowly reached their level. The student bowed his head twice and with a greeting of good luck on his lips, he walked away.
Niragi's collar was no longer around his neck as well, and he regained his more authoritative air instantly. If all the circumstances of this world weren't clouding your mind, you could almost have wondered if he would have agreed to try one of those toys once you got home. Even though it was your job to be tied to the end of a rope like a common pet, you knew that Niragi would look very much like a fucktoy with a proper collar around his neck.
"What's his deal?" you asked casually as you waited until the teenager was no longer in sight to grab Niragi's body in your arms. He was tense and even with the knowledge that your lives were out of danger, he couldn't appreciate that quick moment of tenderness you needed. He didn't say anything though, and held you tighter to him, and if that wasn't a way of letting you know that he was indeed here, alive and well, then you would never understand what he would be.
Niragi remained silent as he breathed in your scent for the first time in ages, but as quickly as it had happened, he released the pressure around your hips to look you straight in the eyes. He still had his irises so dark and black that you could see the entire Milky Way in them if you really concentrated. It was a little secret you'd always kept to yourself, and yes, it sounded pretty vanilla, but you didn't care.
The worry didn't seem to have left his thoughts though, and his serious, concerned look made that lump reappear in the middle of your stomach. "What's wrong?" you asked.
"Look what I found," he pulled a card from the bottom of his back pocket and you were surprised to recognize a playing card. A seven of diamonds stood out, and you frowned as you took the card in your hands to examine it more closely.
"What does that mean?"
"I don't know." Niragi admitted as he began to walk. You followed him without really knowing where you were going, without really taking the time to ask him either. "But on the other hand, they announced at the beginning of the game that the difficulty would be a seven of diamonds, remember?" You nodded.
Would this card have anything to do with the difficulty of the game? The coincidence was far too important for it to be just a coincidence.
"That kid there," he continued as he turned right into a narrower alley, "he told me a couple of things about these fucking games."
" These games?" You asked as Niragi absentmindedly nodded. So yes, there were indeed several and without Niragi having to say it, you knew that you would be forced to play another game sooner or later, whether you liked it or not.
Niragi looked in the back pocket of his jeans for his pack of cigarettes, which had held up despite the adventures he had been put through. It was stoned and the few remaining cigarettes were in a bad state, but Niragi didn't care as he stuck one of them between his teeth. He flicked his lighter exactly seven times before it decided to light up, finally igniting the tip of his butt.
Inhaling the smoke and after closing his eyes for a second at the sensation it gave him, he finally said. "I don't know who the dirty bastard is that got us stuck here, but he's got a hell of an imagination, that fucker..." You didn't know if he was keeping the suspense going on purpose or if he was just in his thoughts, but it was starting to annoy you a lot.
You were passing several restaurants that had their windows boarded up or broken, and if you paid closer attention, you could have seen an abandoned former underground camp through the windows of one of them.
You were eager to know more, to know what Niragi had learned. Whether it was about the games, this impossible world, where everyone had gone. Anything at all. You had to learn more, no matter what it was.
"You heard what I heard at the end of the game, didn't you?" he paused as you remained silent, afraid to interrupt him as he finally began to confess what he knew. " We will now supply you with a lifespan of seven days for your visa. That's what the voice said, remember?" you hummed slowly in approval, "Well... apparently, past that deadline, we die."
"We... we what?" You had had enough of this nonsense. You could barely believe that what had just happened during the game was real, so you wouldn't hear any more nonsense about certain death. "Wait, I don't understand anything here."
Niragi took another drag on his cigarette and as the smoke entered his lungs and came out, he continued, "Yeah, we're dying. I don't know how, but it seems like it's like a visa to enter another country. You know, like to go to America, for example."
You couldn't understand a word he was saying. It was gibberish to you, and as he turned into a larger street on his right, you had to catch up with him with small, quick steps for your legs much shorter than his. "I don't fucking understand what you're saying..."
Niragi came to a halt, and you almost bumped into his stature as he looked into yours. "It means that for every game we play, we're allowed a certain number of days off before we play another game. If you don't play, you die. It's not fucking complicated."
He sounded pissed off now. Or maybe it was just all this information that was bothering him, like he was trying to figure out more about this whole mystery that had just been shared with him. It didn't help you much either in terms of understanding what this world was, and despite the not insignificant new information, it was still a headache-inducing puzzle.
"Okay," you murmured softly as Niragi continued walking. His wet clothes were still clinging to his skin, and suddenly, as the wind blew harder and harder, like a warning of an impending storm, you realized that you'd better get him some dry clothes soon, or he might catch a cold.
Niragi nodded his head in approval, as if to end the discussion, and fell into a silence. It seemed that Niragi had not learned anything more because he continued to take a drag on his cigarette without another word. You didn't care where he was directing you, as you thought about what you had just learned.
It didn't matter how you got here, or by whom. The important thing was to play. To play and survive. If you don't play, you die. If you play, you either live or die. In any case, you found that the odds of survival were much lower than the odds of dying. There was a mathematical problem in this calculation, you could feel it. Anyway, it didn't seem to be much of a problem for the inventor of this concept.
Niragi had stopped in front of a supermarket, and as he crushed his cigarette with his boot, you noticed for the first time how hungry you were. Everything that had happened in the afternoon and evening had kept your mind so busy that you hadn't thought about your stomach for a second, but now the call of food was beginning to be heard.
Without commenting, Niragi pushed open the dusty door of the store and holding the door so you could follow him, he entered. It was difficult to see anything due to the lack of light, but it was enough to make your way through the empty and ransacked aisles of the supermarket. Many players looked like they had been there before. It would be hard to find anything fresh, and as you made your way to the canning aisle, you had to come to terms with the fact that you wouldn't have a good hot meal to enjoy tonight.
Filling up for the evening, you headed to the pharmacy to get some bandages and antiseptic to heal Niragi's bloody hands, which you hadn't forgotten though.
You took them discreetly however because you knew that Niragi would be difficult and would not let himself be treated so easily. It was his lonely side that came out at those times, like someone who thinks he is stronger and more robust if he doesn't care about his wounds. He didn't need to prove anything to you, but you never said anything as he argued about how he didn't need you to take care of him.
"We need to find a place to sleep," you mused aloud as you joined the entrance to the store, "And dry clothes, for that matter...". Indeed, Niragi's clothes were still soaked and the light fabric that stuck to his skin did not dry despite the warm air of this summer evening. And if Niragi had noticed the small bottle of disinfectant through the plastic bag you had found, he didn't say anything though and instead he proudly showed the six-pack of beer he had found.
At least if you couldn't eat well tonight, maybe it would go down better with a little alcohol.
Back to walking the streets of Tokyo, you settled on an old apartment building with a few floors. Maybe you would run into other players stuck in this world, just like you. But for now, you decided that it would be dangerous to cross paths with anyone here. With no faith or law, no authority and no force to enforce order, you feared that chaos was the only entity in this world.
Niragi seemed to have something else on his mind as you walked upstairs to find an apartment that seemed suitable. He didn't say anything, but the dark look in his eyes seemed to grow as another locked door closed on him.
You were beginning to lose hope about finding an open apartment, until salvation appeared. It was an old apartment with little furniture, but the place didn't look as dusty as you would have imagined. There was an uncomfortable sofa bed that didn't look as bad for the level of fatigue you were in.
The cans of food were disgusting. It was true. It had been a long time since you'd eaten something so foul. "I don't think we're going back to the world we were in before," Niragi confessed after a while as he finished the canned ravioli he had found in a cupboard that he thought was much more appetizing than those canned ratatouille he found at the supermarket.
You were thinking the same thing, but without a word, you kept eating, waiting for him to continue. "I think we're destined to play these games and get to the bottom of all these cards."
Niragi frowned at your answer as a chill ran through his body under the dry clothes you had found in the bedroom closet. That electric blue sweatshirt had a plump little pixie on it and the black jogging suit one size too big gave him a funny look. He still had that famous frown that never left his face, but this outfit made him look somewhat innocent, if you dare say so. Far, far away from what Niragi really was.
"What do you mean, ' all those cards' ?" This time it was Niragi who didn't understand what you were saying, and you'd spent enough time thinking about the question that it finally sounded obvious in your head.
You hadn't let go of the seven of diamonds since Niragi had given it to you, and as the red numbers stared at you on that little piece of cardboard, you explained, "There has to be a purpose to giving us a card, don't you think?" Niragi cocked his head to the side, making a pout on his lips in confusion. "They said the difficulty was a seven of diamonds, do you agree? And when we finished the game, they gave us the card. There has to be a reason!"
"You mean we have to collect all the diamonds, and then what? Do we get to go home?"
"Yeah...," you answered but the smile that had been on your lips when you thought you had unraveled the mystery of this world, began to waver at Niragi's words, "well... If there are only diamonds to collect..."
"What, you think there would be spades, or clubs, or... or hearts?"
"That's a possibility, right?"
"Fifty-two cards?" Niragi exclaimed incredulously, "That's impossible! We barely survived the first game and you think we have to play fifty-two? That's crazy!"
Yes, it was madness. Pure madness, but after all, everything you had just experienced so far was madness in itself. What would stop this world from wanting you to play fifty-two games?
Slowly, a nervous laugh began to escape from Niragi's throat. A small chuckle that intensified and finally grew into a burst of laughter that he could no longer control. You understood that it was an incredulous laugh, stunned at all this information because it was true, it was all just nonsense. You couldn't believe it either and as Niragi threw his head back, lips and teeth exposed to the world, his laughter was contagious and soon you found yourself exclaiming with him.
"That's completely ridiculous!" he continued in between harsh breaths.
Yes, it was completely ridiculous indeed. But as your laughter subsided, reality crashed into the room, and soon a stunned silence enclosed both your figures. There was nothing funny, nothing to laugh about, nothing that could justify such intense laughter as the feeling of death knocking at the door grew stronger.
Suddenly you felt the canned ravioli working hard in your stomach, and just as you thought it would all come back up, Niragi kicked the empty cans that were strewn on the floor. There was now a look of hatred on his facial features, as if reality had just hit him hard. "We have to survive, no matter what, do you hear me?" he suddenly exclaimed, standing up as he ruffled his hair that was just starting to dry.
Absently, you approved as you began to realize as well, your eyes staring into the void.
"No, listen to me, princess," he knelt down in front of you and his face was so close that you could smell his natural scent and the warmth that his heated body was beginning to emit. His body was always warm and if you complained about the body heat in the summer, you were often snuggled up to him on winter evenings when the snow fell in the streets of Tokyo. He took your hands in his, and looking deep into your irises, he said these words, "If we have to play fifty-two games to get out of this shitty world, then, okay. But we'll do it together, right?"
"O-of course we'll do it together!" It was unthinkable for you to go anywhere without him.
He closed his eyes for a second, shaking his head as if you didn't really understand what he meant by that. "That guy, during the game, he was ready to throw you over the balcony." Yes, it was true. You knew that if Niragi hadn't been there, you would have had a hard time defending yourself against his imposing build and he would have most likely thrown you over the edge without much effort. You knew how to defend yourself but you doubted that it would have been enough to save your life. "He was willing to sacrifice your life for his."
"I'm fine, baby, look at me -"
"I'm fucking telling you a guy was willing to have you die!" He was starting to yell now, and as he let go of your hands, there was that confused look that started to form on your face. Kicking another foot into the wicker beanbag he was sitting on a few minutes earlier, he continued in a softer voice, "If we have to sacrifice other people's lives for our survival, promise me you'll do it."
A silence fell. You didn't know what to say.
You were a doctor, in reality. And even though reality seemed so far away, it was your job to save lives. It was your duty and obligation. You had spent so many years studying the human body, knowing all its vices and all its reactions to falls, shocks, injuries, burns, everything that could go wrong. And now Niragi was asking you to forget all that. He was asking you to forget your ideologies and your beliefs in science, and to sacrifice the lives of innocent people?
"They won't hesitate to kill you, princess" he said, as if that would be enough for you to understand what he was getting at. As if that would justify his desire to survive. So you wanted to survive, more than anything. You would never let Niragi face this world alone, and you would never survive without him by your side, but to sacrifice the lives of other people?
"I know," you confirmed after a few seconds of silence, as if to gather your thoughts. "I would do anything to prevent that from happening, but if it ever comes to that, I promise you I will save my life."
Niragi's jaw relaxed and finally, he exhaled a long breath as he sat down beside you. He didn't need to say another word, he'd heard what he wanted to hear and as he planted a kiss on your cheek, then your neck, you sank into him with a smile of contentment.
"If we have fifty-one more games to play, who cares about the visa, don't you think?" you finally whispered after a little while because you couldn't get those games out of your head. You couldn't think of anything else but the robotic female voice that was still ringing in your ears and as Niragi grunted in frustration into your neck, you continued, "We don't know shit about this world yet, I think we should play another game tomorrow."
Niragi's face left your neck and where he began to plant warm, wet kisses, the feeling of emptiness and cold was felt on your skin. With denunciatory eyes, as if you had just broken the mood he was working to change into a slightly warmer atmosphere, he pursed his lips in disapproval.
"I want to know more," you explained and Niragi sighed heavily as he stood up to drink from his can of beer (which, for the record, was bubble-free and you'd rarely drank anything that foul, but in a world where all fresh food was gone, you had to face the fact that it wasn't all that disgusting for a beer that must have been around for ages).
"I know," and you were surprised that he approved so quickly. You'd been expecting a several minute debate and had started thinking in your head about arguments to convince him that the sooner you played, the more you'd learn about this place of woe and how to get back to the real world. "I was thinking the same thing."
"So... Tomorrow, we'll have to find a play arena."
Yes, it was the right thing to do. If you're going to die one day, you might as well get it over with quickly. From your point of view, the visa wasn't much use. What was the point of saving days of life if you were going to die anyway? It didn't make much difference if the games changed every night, it didn't make any difference if in every case, the chances of survival were at stake with each new game.
So you might as well go ahead and start collecting the damn cards now.
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I apologize so much for the blog, I should write something about bts right? I just... niragi... suguru... has my heart help
Nageoire
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Hiii, can u do headcannons on the aib characters being jealous or when someone else is flirting with their partner!! Thanks, I love ur fics soo much.
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hikari kuina —
- kuina had told you prior that day that she was going to meet up with chishiya and you had smiled at her before telling her that you’d probably hangout at the pool
- true to your word kuina found you in the pool but to her surprise you weren’t alone
- a girl that kuina vaguely remembers seeing around had jumped on your back while giggling loudly
- kuina and chishiya watched you play around with the girl but when she fluttered her lashes seductively at you kuina let out a scoff
- your girlfriend then marched over to the pool with a forced smile on her face
- when you saw kuina your smile widened and you almost threw the girl off of your back much to kuina’s pleasure
- but unfortunately the girl was determined to get you
- kuina jumped into the pool before she kissed you with a smile while subtly pushing the girl away from you
- as you were about to pull away kuina pulled you back in and you completely forgot about the girl as you made out with your pleased girlfriend
- after you finally managed to pull away you noticed that the girl had left but you didn’t really care as you wrapped your legs around kuina’s waist to continue your make out session
- after that experience kuina kept you away from the girl that would occasionally sent you flirty smiles but she would always stop once she saw your girlfriend with her arm around you
mira kano —
- you were sitting on mira’s lap as you fed her strawberries with a smile until a guy that you played a game with recently walked over to you shyly
- mira’s smile fell from her face as the boy handed you a bouquet of flowers, his reasoning being that he was thankful that you saved him during your last game
- her grip on your waist tightened as you awkwardly took the bouquet but he didn’t leave as you had expected
- instead he sat down while your girlfriend eyed him carefully
- he started talking to you about how he couldn’t stop thinking about you and even when you told him you were dating mira he wouldn’t back down
- fortunately you were finally able to convince him to leave after ten minutes
- mira noticed how bothered you felt afterwards so she made sure to distract you all day long by kissing you sweetly in your room or by doing each other’s hair
- when it became night mira sneaked out of your shared room while you were sleeping to set the guy up by placing a few cards that she managed to get a hold of underneath his bed
- then she went to hatter to inform him of the ‘traitor’ and he immediately send aguni and his militants after him
- while the militants tortured and killed the man cruelly, mira was watching everything what they did to him through the surveillance cameras with a sadistic and crazed smile on her face
- by the time you woke up the next morning mira was peacefully sleeping next to you and the man that had been flirting with you was long dead
morizono aguni —
- you and aguni were sitting at a table outside when a beautiful girl approached you with a charming smile
- she’d ask you if she could take a seat next to you while aguni was sitting across from you with a questioning gaze wondering whether you knew her or not
- after you told her that she could with a kind smile hers grew slightly before she sat down closely beside you so your bare thighs were touching
- the girl talked to you for thirty minutes straight while completely ignoring aguni which didn’t really bother him
- that is until she started complimenting you endlessly with seductive eyes
- her hands grazed your thighs and if aguni wasn’t as observing as he was he wouldn’t have noticed
- after having realised that she was flirting with you he’d watch your reactions closely with clenched fists and gritted teeth while glaring at her but when he saw that you were awkwardly smiling at her while blushing madly he got slightly upset
- but he’s impressed she hasn’t backed off yet as he glared at her
- he’d make up some excuse that the two of you had to leave and before you could even properly say goodbye to her he pulled his arm around you before leading you away
- you would be slightly confused as to what was happening but aguni reassured you that he just wanted to leave
- you didn’t question him and now anytime the girl was around, aguni would make sure that she was as far away from you as possible
- the next time she would try and hit on you aguni would send one of his militants after her in a way that you would never know that he was the one to kill her
rizuna ann —
- when you started dating ann you realised that if you wanted to spend some time with your girlfriend you had to be around her workplace a lot
- after a while ann noticed that you were always discarding your job as bartender just to be with her and she felt slightly bad so she told you that she’ll try and visit the bar more often even though she didn’t like being surrounded by drunk idiots
- but she knew she had to make some sacrifices to make your relationship work so she did exactly what she told you she would
- she swiftly moved through the sweaty bodies to make her way towards you when she noticed a man sitting on one of the barstools
- she wouldn’t have thought anything of it if he wasn’t there everyday staring at you while telling you some shitty pickup lines
- you hadn’t noticed your girlfriend yet as you talked to him while mixing a drink for some girl
- ann silently creeped up behind you before she wrapped her arm around your waist and burying her head in your neck while you let out a laugh at your girlfriend’s unusual amount of public affection
- the man glared at your girlfriend as she kissed your neck while staring right into his eyes with a flicker of amusement in her eyes
- when she pulled away there were multiple red marks left which was either her lipstick or fresh hickeys
- during the whole evening ann managed to piss the man off in every possible way by raising her brow temptingly while she kissed you or by ‘accidentally’ stepping on his foot with her heel
- after that you never saw the man again
ryohei arisu —
- you were eating with a group of friends that tatta introduced to you while arisu held your hand beneath the table as he ate
- he noticed one of the guys constantly staring at your lips which made him frown slightly before he shuffled closer to you
- after a while the guy called your name which caught your attention and told you that there was some food on your lip
- you tried to get it off but it seemed like you kept missing it
- the guy reached over the table to clean your lip with his thumb while staring intensely into your eyes which made arisu scoff
- he wrapped his arm around your waist and he pulled you into him while the guy glared at him
- you noticed that your boyfriend’s mood dampened so you quickly stood up while dragging him to your shared room entirely ignoring the guy that called after you
- when you’d get to your room you’ll both sit down on the bed while he played with your fingers
- you’d ask him whether he was jealous and he’d blush while shaking his head softly
- a smile spread across your face at your boyfriend’s shyness before you wrapped your arms around his neck and peppered his face with kisses
- he’s blushing so hard omg
- when you calmed down he’ll kiss you longingly while pressing your entire body into his
- the rest of the day was spend on your room and anytime arisu saw the guy that tried to flirt with you he’ll pull you away with some lame excuse
shuntaro chishiya —
- you were lounging outside as you waited for your boyfriend while he was in an executive meeting when your friend approached you with a flirty smile
- chishiya had told you that he didn’t like her because she flirted with you but you were completely oblivious to it and told him that’s just how she’s always been
- so he wasn’t very pleased when he saw her practically grinding her hips subtly into your lap while doing your makeup
- chishiya noticed that she was wearing a very revealing bikini that showed her cleavage off and he was sure that she wore it specifically for you which ticked him slightly off
- your boyfriend slowly strolled towards your lounge chair as you rambled to her about some movie that you watched before the borderlands while she smiled and nodded
- when you noticed chishiya standing next to you, you almost jumped off the chair with a happy smile which warmed his heart slightly
- he barely looked at your friend and pushed her away from you to kiss you gently on your lips which angered her slightly
- chishiya swore he could see smoke coming from her ears when he ‘accidentally’ spilled his drink on her white bikini that she had put on for you before pulling you into his lap
- when you had worriedly asked her whether she needed help your boyfriend cut your friend off by telling you that she was old enough to look after herself
- the girl had no other choice then to leave but not before glaring at the smirking man that was playing with your hair
- later on chishiya made sure she didn’t survive the next game she played with him while never directly killing her
suguru niragi —
- niragi often whined that you should have a little more fun at the beach so when your friend asked you whether you wanted to go dancing with her tonight you agreed
- your boyfriend was playing games tonight and you had still some visa over and so did your friend
- when you arrived at the dance floor there weren’t many people because most of them had left for the games but you liked it more this way
- after dancing for a while you decided that you needed a break from the sweaty people that were constantly moving around you so you sat down on a high chair that gave you a clear look of the room
- you noticed that people were returning from their games and your eyes couldn’t help but wander towards where the dj stood
- he was a man about your age and you knew that he was a pretty decent guy so you made your way over to him to ask him about how he did his job
- the guy was very funny and offered to teach you the basic skills of a dj which you excitedly accepted
- when niragi returned from his game he was ready to see you somewhere around waiting for him but he was upset when he didn’t see you
- your boyfriend looked for you in your shared room and the pool before he found your friend and demanded from them to know where you were
- with a trembling voice she explained to him that you should be somewhere on the dance floor which surprised niragi slightly
- he scoffed at your scared friend before he dashed off to find you
- the look on his face when he saw you laughing with a man at the dj booth was terrifying to the people around him and they all quickly scrambled away from him
- his riffle was the first thing you saw as he pointed it to your new friend who was both shocked and horrified
- you looked at niragi only to see him glaring coldly at the man
- you tried to convince him not to kill your friend and eventually you managed to coax your boyfriend by kissing him and telling him all kinds of sweet things
- after that niragi dragged you away from him and you spend every waking hour beside him for the next week
- unfortunately your friend ‘died’ during the next game but niragi won’t admit to doing anything
takatora samura —
- on the ride to a game arena a girl sat down next to you while your boyfriend sat in the front passenger seat
- he didn’t think anything of it but when he saw that her face was inches from yours with a flirty smile on her lips he was sure that she was trying to hit on you
- samura didn’t say anything even though his grip on his sword tightened and just watched you nervously decline the pretty girl who was very persistent
- she giggled loudly when she put your hand against hers to compare your hand sizes, which made no sense to your boyfriend before she intertwined her fingers with yours
- you nervously chuckled while scratching the back of your head not knowing what to do while samura watched you suffer quietly
- then the girl proceed to twirl your hair around her finger for the whole ride and tell you corny pick-up lines that made you laugh awkwardly
- but samura totally felt like banging his head against the car door when the girl next to you let out an obnoxious loud giggle when you sneezed before she told you that it sounded cute which only made you blush harder
- your boyfriend couldn’t be happier when you finally arrived at the arena before pulling you away from the girl with an unfaltering gaze
- when she saw your intimidating boyfriend staring holes into her head while holding his sword tightly she stopped her attempts to charm you and tried to avoid him as much as she could
- but during the spades game he swiftly sliced her throat while you were distracted, ending her life effortlessly
- after that occurrence the people that were also in your car spread the word that samura had killed a girl because she flirted with you
- now your boyfriend is the only person allowed to flirt with you
yuzuha usagi —
- the two of you were walking around the beach while holding hands when a guy accidentally ran into you
- you’re forced to let go of her hand when you fall down with the man following right after
- your eyes widen as you notice that his face is inches from yours and it doesn’t look like he’s planning on moving away until you let out an awkward cough
- the man crawled off of you while usagi worriedly helped you up, making sure that you didn’t get hurt
- after he composed himself he apologised endlessly, telling you that it had been an accident and you forgave him quickly
- he shyly smiled at you before introducing himself to you entirely ignoring usagi which made her frown shortly
- you introduced yourself before you introduced usagi as your girlfriend but you noticed her smile fall slightly as he dismissively nodded at her, keeping his attention on you
- when he was about to say something else you quickly made up some excuse that the two of you had to leave before you dragged usagi away
- you immediately reassured her that there was something wrong with him and that it had nothing to do with her which made her smile slightly at you
- but usagi felt like he was everywhere you went which angered her slightly
- when she confronted him he told her that she was exaggerating and being paranoid before harshly bumping into her shoulder as he left
- later that evening you noticed your girlfriend’s dampened mood so you tried to make her happy by spending the whole day together making her forget about the man
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That’s my girl
Shuntaro Chishiya x Suguru!Reader
Suguru Niragi x Sister!Reader
REQUESTED? Yes • [No]
WORD COUNT: 1330
SUMMARY| Being Niragis sister and Dating Chishiya was bound to cause conflict between you and Your brother, but when Niragi crosses a line by threatening Chishiya in front of you. You decide it’s time for him to get a reminder from when you were kids, and a little warning that if he kept coming after Chishiya, he wouldn’t be able to do it again.
WARNINGS: Violence from Reader to Niragi.
Adm note: Last post for the night! Also, I know that in reality you would never do this to your sibling, or maybe you wouldn’t be able to take down Niragi but it is a fanfiction! I love you all, be sure to let me know what you think!
You loved your brother, truly you did, but he had turned into a completely different person. He was no longer the sweet boy who would help you with homework, or the boy that needed you to scare away his bullies. He became the bully.
You had both been pulled into this game and were separated from each other, when you reunited you didn't even recognize your own blood. After finding out Niragi was your brother, Chishiya asked you out; originally it was just for his plan because he assumed you were just like Niragi. Like brother Like sister, right?
Until he actually ended up falling for you that is, because while you mirrored your brother in certain aspects you also had some of the complete opposite traits. Niragi was a shoot first and ask questions later type of person, where as you went through every possible option and only resorted to killing when there was no other choice.
Your brother was upfront with what he wanted and would take it with no remorse, You would keep what you wanted to yourself and manipulate others into giving it to you but let them think they wanted to give it to you. You were two halves of the same coin.
After falling for your complex mind and you holding his heart in your hands until you crafted its rhythms to only beat for you, he told you about his plan and how originally he was only using you. Of course you had been hurt but after realizing you could die at any moment, and you would rather die in the warmth of his embrace than by yourself just to be another name and face lost in the game of death, you accepted him and his plan.
Everyone in the beach knew who you were, who wouldn't when Niragi shot someone because they accidentally pushed you into the pool, and one thing they noted was that while Niragi was protective of those he loved; you were worse.
While Niragi was quick to kill a threat to the people he loved, you would mentally torture them or beat them so bad that they would start shaking from being in the same room as you. You enjoyed the fear that came from people, and they had quickly learned not to cross you, not because of your brother but because of you.
So, the news of you dating Chishiya had spread faster than a wildfire in a drought, Niragi was not happy with the news and had been threatening Chishiya into breaking up with you. It was only recently that Chishiya decided to confide in you about it, but he also told you not to do anything you would regret.
After that you kept a closer eye on your boyfriend, and you're glad you did because the scene in front of you had your blood boiling. Niragi was in Chishiyas face, his gun pointed to your boyfriends temple but despite the gun to his head Chishiya kept his calm composure
When Niragi was seemingly done he walked away like he had won a big prize. You sent Kuina, without a doubt your closest friend at the beach, who had been standing beside you watching the scene, over to make sure Chishiya was okay; you knew he would say he was fine but you needed to disappear without her stopping you.
Once she had her sights set on Chishiya, you sunk back into the crowd, disappearing from their line of sight as you blended into the sweat covered bodies of the partiers. Your sight was firmly set on your brothers disappearing form, hurrying through the crowd; being careful not to let your two piece untie, you followed after him.
Mentally you cursed his longer legs, both of you had been blessed with legs that made you faster than others; his being long but you had what your mother called 'Athlete Legs'
"Niragi!" You called after your brother once you had escaped other people vision, you were in some alleyway, normally where they disposed of traitors and threw them into the dumpster.
"Hey, little sis. What made you want to pay me a visit?" He asked but his voice was teasing, the way he addressed you had also changed, back in the real world he would affectionately call you 'little monkey' because you enjoyed climbing trees when you were younger, and to be honest you still did, but never got to because you're now an adult and for some reason it's looked down upon for adults to have fun.
Without saying anything you kneed him in the balls, causing him to lurch forward, where you took the opportunity to grab the gun off his shoulders and hit him on the back with it. His head smacked into the concrete with such force that you heard a crack followed by him groaning; you broke his nose.
"I warned you to leave Chishiya alone, this is your second warning. Keep bothering him? I'll make sure you stay down, as of now; you are dead to me. You are not my brother, and if you keep coming after my boyfriend you won't be breathing anymore. Am I understood?" Your voice was cold to the point where a chill went down to Niragis bones, he knew you meant every word you said.
He nodded, blood pouring from his nose as flashbacks faintly played in his head of Highschool; he was no longer in the borderlands but back in the deserted area with his bullies, only now it was you who was squatting beside him without a care for if he was okay.
He felt something cold press against the back of his head as you moved to put the pressure of your knee into his spine, causing pain to course through every atom of his body. "I said; Am I Understood?" Your voice rang out again, somehow even colder than before from not receiving a verbal response.
"Yes. I understand." His words came out weak and scared, for once in the borderlands Niragi was terrified, and it was at the hands of his own sister.
"Good." You threw the gun down the alleyway, knowing by the time he grabbed it you would be gone and even if you weren't he wouldn't have the heart to kill his little sister. Getting off of his back, you made sure to stomp the heel of your foot into his right hand, the same hand he shoots his gun with, until you heard another crack. He wouldn't be shooting the gun for a while.
Making your way out of the alley, while your brother unsteadily got up from the ground, you walked back to the front of the beach. Going to where Kuina stood with Chishiya at her side. "Where did you run off too? I turned around and you were gone." Kuina had asked because Chishiya didn't need too, he knew what you had done and it made his heart warm with a feeling of reassurance; you wouldn't leave him.
"I just had something to take care of." You shrugged off her question like it was nothing, because to you it wasn't. Everyone's attention turning to Niragi who was limping into the main area with a bloodily nose and cradling his broken hand, you didn't miss the glare he shot your way, but underneath that you could see the hurt hidden away in the shadows of his eyes.
"Did you..?" Kuina was cut off by you raising an eyebrow at her and responding as you grabbed Chishias hand that rested in his jacket pocket.
“No one gets to mess with my boyfriend except for me, not even my brother.” Kuina looked taken aback by your response, not even hiding the fact that you had injured Niragi, nor were you worried about the fact that he might come after you.
Meanwhile, Chishiya felt nothing but pride bubble in his chest as he thought ‘That’s my girl.’
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NIRAGI: Consent
Summary: You don’t feel too good about trying something new, luckily Niragi takes the time to listen, his solution bringing you comfort.
Genre: smut, comfort, 18+, requested.
A/N: this was a small idea I had for request that gave a very vague description, I hope you like it! It’s not too long but I thought it was cute, remember consent and through discussions are sexy.
Warning: fingering, kink discussion, edging.
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"Where are yo-" Niragi stopped in the doorway, mouth shaped in an o as he looks at you crying.
"I'm sorry." You sobbed, holding the rope he had asked you to get. "I can't."
"Can't?" He shook his head, padding over to you.
The bed sink a little as he sat beside you, arm pulling you in for a hug. "Come here, baby. Talk to me.”
“I wanted to try it for you, I know how much you like that stuff I just don’t know how to stop panicking every time I think about being restrained.” You explained through a series of heavy breaths, the scent of his cologne calming you somewhat.
“Pretty girl, what am I going to do with you hm? You wanted to please me so bad that you wanted to try something even when you were scared?” He chuckled, reaching to brush your tears from your face.
You nodded, leaning further into him. “I wanted to be good I really did, I just… I can’t.”
He pulled you into his lap, securing his arms around you. The warmth of his frame pressed against yours only brought you a sense of comfort you were desperate for. “The thing about bondage and kinks darling is that they are supposed to be enjoyable, you can still be good and not be ready to try things that make you feel sad or uncomfortable. I would never expect you to do something that made you feel uncomfortable in a bad way.”
“I know you like it though.” You sniffled, your head resting against his collarbone. “I don’t like it when we can’t do the things you like because you’re so good to me, you take care of me and I want to do that for you too.”
“Doll, look at me.” He breathed, hand coming up to guide your chin, smiling when your gaze landed on him. “There’s an awful lot that you do for me, when you give me your trust during a scene you’re doing something for me, when you cheer me up on a bad day you’re doing a lot for me, your presence, your laugh, even our conversations does a lot for me. In the past, I wasn’t the best with my anger but having you here helped, I learned to be a better man because I had you. Don’t ever downplay what you’ve done or who you are because you can’t do one thing, one thing that, in comparison to all the other amazing things you’ve done, is nothing.”
“It’s just…” you trailed off, trying to find the right words. “I want you to be happy with me, I don’t want you to think I’m incapable.”
He hummed, finger tapping against your leg. “Do you trust me, baby?”
You nodded instantly. “With my life.” You firmed your voice, wanting to show how much you meant the declaration.
“Lay down.” He motioned to the bed, helping you off his lap.
You laid the way he directed you, head on the pillow.
He gave you a smile. “Now hold your hands above your head and don’t let go of the headboard.”
You followed his request, gripping it tightly. “I won’t let go.”
You watched as he trailed his hands up and down your thighs, goosebumps forming over your skin. “So pretty, so good baby.”
You preened at the praise, letting your eyes flutter closed as he continued moving. You tensed your legs as his hand slid under your shirt, finger tracing your nipple. “Look at you staying still, don’t even need ropes when you’re so good at listening.”
His touch mixed with the praise only served to encourage your arousal, but still, you remained in place, wanting to show him just how well you could behave. “Feel s’ good.”
“Remember be still sweetheart.” He whispered, his finger moving down to trace your pussy from the outside of your underwear. “Who does this belong to?”
“Y-you.” You stuttered. “Only yours.”
He hummed, pleased with your response. Your grip on the headboard tightened as he pushed your underwear to the side, finger sliding up and down your folds before dipping inside of your hole. “Fuck.” You nibbled at your lip, resisting the urge to buck your hips for more.
“So wet for me, who knew my baby could get turned on so easily?” He teased, slipping another finger in.
“More-more p-please.” You whined, knuckles turning white.
“Whatever you say doll.” He chuckled, fingers picking up the pace as he slid them in and out, curving them up now and again to brush against your g-spot.
You kept still and he fucked your cunt with his fingers, your moans growing from a small whimper to throaty grand, your toes clenching and unclenching. “Gonna-gonna cum.” You blabbered out, words slurred.
He pumped his fingers into you a few more times, bringing your orgasm to the edge just one more and you’d-
Your eyes shot open as he removed his fingers, wiping them on a nearby cloth. “Wh-what?” You felt your orgasm slipping away, still not daring to move.”
“Relax darling, deep breaths. You’re going to sit there and not move, don’t touch, I’ll be right back.” You knew he wanted you to let your orgasm go, forgetting the idea of having one today. Despite how desperate you felt to just rub your thighs together, how easy it would be to reach down and find the pleasure you were slowly losing you didn’t. You stayed still.
You were sure it had been at least 10 minutes when he came back into the room, a bottle of water in hand. “You can let go now, come to me.”
You crawled over to him, he had sat on the edge of the bed making it easier for you. He uncapped the water bottle pushing it to you. “Drink.”
You accepted it, only realising how dry your throat had got once the cool water slid down it. “Thank you.”
“Do you know why I asked you to do that?” He raised an eyebrow, taking the water bottle back from you before closing it and placing it on the floor. “Do you know why I told you to stay there?”
You shook your head, you knew he had a reason but it wasn’t entirely clear. “I didn’t need a piece of rope to keep you still, you listened so well and you didn’t move, you made me so proud. Despite the fact you could have moved you didn’t, you still submitted and followed what I had instructed you to do. That’s a thousand times more satisfying than having you tied up.”
You let the words settle in your mind, he was right, somehow you understood the way it made him feel. “I really wanted to show you I could be good.” You explained, wanting to make up for your inability to be tied.
“You’re always good, when something pushes your limits I will never force you to do it. I will never force you into an uncomfortable situation for my own gain. There are always options and other things that can be tried.” It was moments like these, tired from playing, his hand running through your hair as you laid your head on his thigh where everything just felt right, felt perfect.
“You edged me.” You simplified. “You edged me, you gave me the ability to take what I wanted but you knew I wouldn’t.”
“Correct baby.” He laughed. “You did so good, I knew you’d listen.”
“How did you know I didn’t…you left the room.” You outed, turning to look up at him.
“I stayed by the doorway, I’d never leave you during a scene.” His smile turns a little more serious. “I’ll always be here for you.”
“I love you.” You smile, tucking your face away against him.
He leans down placing a kiss on your head. “I love you too pretty girl.”
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Tremors | Niragi Suguru | [A, F]
Summary: Between your unspoken worries and Niragi proudly showing you the game he's been working on, something goes wrong and it's a mess. [real world au]
Word count: 5.7k
Warnings: mentions of abusive relationship, implied smut
The train shakes and you sway from side to side in your seat. It’s a nice day, the sun is shining and the breeze is gentle on the skin. Everyone has to be enjoying it somewhere outside because the train is almost empty. It’s a rare and welcomed occurrence.
You look out the window, barely able to stay still and control your bubbling excitement. You watch the building and trees pass by in a blur of movement. You watch the clouds, try to count the white cars, anything to keep your mind from wandering and imagining. It’s useless really. The only thing on your mind is him.
If you’re honest, it’s a little embarrassing that you’re like this. You’re not a highschooler anymore, and this isn’t a stupid crush. Your relationship is long established, long enough that you’d think the bubbly and nervous feelings one associates with new love would long since disappear, but that’s not the case. Maybe you’d be a little more accepting of the childish rush of joy in different circumstances, but as it stands it’s only been a week since you’ve seen Niragi. A week. And you have chosen to take some time for yourself. So there’s really no reason you should be feeling like a child about to go to Disneyland.
But there’s more to it, isn’t it? You sigh and lean your forehead against the cool glass. Feeling like a bubbling pot that got its lid taken off, you deflate in your seat, pondering.
Niragi’s been stressing over work again and he’s insufferable when he’s stressed. Not always, but usually. Sometimes it’s quite nice. He gets more dominant. And hungry. Always so hungry for you and your body. Fucking like rabbits is about the only thing that calms him. And you’re not complaining. If only that was it.
Other times, like now, he’s… well, not the same.
He gets more dominant as well, but in a different way. It’s almost controlling. And loud. All he does is yell and you can’t seem to do anything right. He’s a perfectionist. And whenever he’s stressed, nothing could ever meet his standards. He has a bad temper, you know that about him. You’ve always known. He doesn’t do too good of a job hiding it - if he’s even trying at all.
The point is, in times like this he’s actually scary.
He’s never hurt you but you’re not sure he wouldn’t ever do it.
Not on purpose. You don’t think he’d ever get violent with you like that. However, you can imagine it happening by accident. You’d say or do something wrong, or maybe just be at the wrong place at the wrong time when his frustration is at its highest and bam, your body would hurt and he’d look at you like he doesn’t recognize you. You can almost feel the sting of your cheek, your fingers touching the tender skin. He’d just stand there with a shocked expression, and he’d be shaking. Would he try to approach you? Would he apologize? Cry? Double down?
You can’t be sure, but just the reality of you being able to imagine the scene so vividly in your mind scares you. It’s not right, you know that. But he can be so sweet. He is sweet. He needs you and you need him. Maybe once you’re not so young and wild it’ll get better - then again, the clock is ticking.
Your phone buzzes and despite your gloomy thoughts you smile when you see it’s a message from Niragi. And then another one. He always gets so clingy when you’re not around. Apparently something came up so he won’t be able to make it to the station to pick you up. And he tells you to hurry. To go straight home. To text him when you get off the train. And to text or call him if you even think anyone is being creepy. You roll your eyes.
Niragi has a habit of being way too possessive and protective. Not that you mind, not really. Your social circle is tiny anyway, and more than anything you want your friends to be his friends too. It’s challenging, but you make it work. You’re more of a homebody too, and if Niragi suggests it and you do go party in a club, you’re more than happy to stay by his side.
And he likes it. He’s always walking around carrying himself like he owns the place, as long as he has his arm tightly wrapped around your waist. You must admit that it feels good to you too. It’s hard to feel wanted in this world. Niragi makes you feel that way.
That being said, it has its drawbacks. Should you get separated, things tend to get messy. For some reason he always acts a little off after he finds you. He drapes himself over you, he won’t let you go anywhere alone. If you didn’t know any better, you’d say he needs to reassure himself somehow by clinging to you. Like needs. But that doesn’t make any sense, does it.
And if someone touches you, it’s over for them. Niragi always miraculously finds out and makes sure the person in question knows they’ve fucked up. It usually ends up either with you dragging Niragi away by force or the two of you getting kicked out after he started a fight. More often the latter. He’s really scary when he’s angry.
But so sweet when he isn’t.
As soon as the train stops at the station, you get off and text Niragi as he told you to do.
If you get here within thirty minutes, I’ll show you what I’m working on.
He always knows how to shift your mind to what you love about him. You’re out of the station and hurrying through the streets towards your second home right away. There are so many memories hidden behind each corner. The cafe you frequently visit and have Niragi tease you about the drinks you pick. The park where you so often walk and enjoy the sunshine during the summer and his eyes linger on you just for a second longer when you smile at him.
It’s so easy to forget all the bad times. The red flags.
You skip down the streets and smile at strangers you pass. Might as well spread the good mood in some way.
Few minutes later, you’re unlocking the door to the apartment building and running up the stairs. Another minute later you finally unlock the front door and step into the apartment. It smells like home here, more than in your actual home. You take off your shoes and turn to lock the door. Before you get to finish the task, however, you’re pushed against the door and there’s a firm, warm body on yours. His hands are already wrapped around your waist and his lips press openmouthed kisses to your neck. You shiver, chuckling.
“I missed you too,” you sigh, finishing locking up. You turn in his hold and Niragi wastes no time melting his lips against yours, tongue invading your mouth as soon as he gets the chance. You moan into the kiss and feel him smirk. He takes his time kissing you like he needs to make sure you’re real. That you’re still his. Remind you of his claim over you. You let him, wrapping your arms around his neck.
Finally he lets you breathe, but he doesn’t move away. He needs to breathe the same air you’re breathing, his forehead against yours. His eyes are dark but with a hint of softness. You raise a hand to his face, gently stroking his cheek with your thumb. He leans into your touch.
“We should really talk some more about you moving in,” he says. There’s a teasing lilt to his voice but you know better than to believe he doesn’t mean it. You know it’s something he’s wanted for a while and that he’s getting impatient. The only thing that’s keeping him from blowing up at you about it is, you guess, that you’re basically living here anyway.
“Missed me that much, huh?” you tease back, avoiding the conversation. You’re not in the mood and you know it would end in a fight. He knows too so he lets you off the hook. For now. You give him an hour at most, and in that time, you need to prepare yourself for whatever is about to come. Why are you so hesitant to move in anyway?
“You have no idea, baby,” he purrs and with one last kiss he pushes himself off you. You go unpack the few items you’ve brought with you. It’s true that you’re basically living here already. You have most of your stuff here, he let you - in a rare case of a compromise - reorganize the kitchen and bathroom so that the stuff you need is within your reach. The apartment already feels and for all purposes is your home.
At the same time you like the freedom and opportunity to escape his bad moods that having your own place, albeit shared with roommates, provides. But then again, his apartment has privacy, and well, him. What’s worse - his moods or missing him? You wish you knew.
You finish unpacking and change into more comfortable clothes before stepping out of the room to look for your boyfriend. You yelp when he catches you from behind, licking a long stripe up your neck. You smack his arm playfully but give him a stern look.
“I told you I hate it when you scare me like that,” you pout though he can’t see it with his face buried in your neck.
“I just want you to be prepared. The game is pretty scary, you know,” he hums against your skin, sucking a mark just under your ear. You gasp, and for once it’s not because of his attention but from the implication in his words. You know that the project they’re working on right now in his job is just some fps shooter, nothing scary.
“So it’s the one you’ve been working on this whole time? The solo project?” you turn in his arms, cupping his face in excitement. He nods and bites his lip, watching you gush about how much you’re looking forward to seeing it, listening to your praises of his hard work and dedication. He shushes you with another kiss, this one slower but deeper. You smile. He only kisses you like that when you make him flustered. Or that’s what you call it anyway because it sounds better than admitting he kisses you because he doesn’t know how to cope with whatever he’s feeling. To admit you’re sure that a kiss is not the first thing that comes to his mind as a reaction. You’ve noticed the twitch of his eyes, the slight strain in his smile.
It’s the same look he gives you before he beats a drunken guy that flirted with you.
Niragi isn’t very vocal about his feelings. He never talks about his feelings. Honestly, you think he isn’t really feeling them, pushing them all away until he blows up. You get it. Anger is safe. Anger doesn’t hurt him. But it isn’t very productive either.
He’s never told you much about his past, which is telling in and of itself, but from the scraps of information you’ve pieced together, you suppose you understand.
Still his serious communication issues cause problems in your relationship sometimes. Understandably. Which makes it even more surprising that you can’t say that there’s ever been a time you haven’t felt loved. He makes sure you know it, proving it with his actions rather than words. Your friends might tease you for it but you know they’re also jealous. For all his imperfections, you can’t imagine someone would love you as much as he does.
And maybe that’s the problem.
He pulls away and you smile warmly at him. He warns you that it’s not done and that there are some bugs and stuff to be done but you assure him you don’t care. You know it’s going to be as perfect as it physically can be. With how critical he is of himself, he wouldn’t allow his work to be anything less than perfect.
You study him as you walk through the apartment. He looks the way he always does, cool and unbothered but you see the little hints. He’s nervous. Of course he would be. You know how much time and effort he’s put into this alongside the projects for his work. Despite what most people think about him when they see him, Niragi is actually really smart. Like very fucking intelligent. It scares you sometimes - mostly because he’s also really childish and impulsive. Not the best combination.
“You sure you wanna see it? I thought you said you don’t like scary stuff,” he smirks. It makes you pause for a bit. This is the second time he warns you about it, something he never does. He hates having to repeat himself.
“Is it really that scary?” you ask, worrying your bottom lip between your teeth. He cups your jaw and runs his thumb the flesh, almost daring you to bite him with his eyes. You don’t.
“Just a little bit,” he shrugs and it doesn’t make you feel better but you decide that this is really important to him so you’ll manage. He looks at you expectantly.
“Alright, show me then,” you nod at him and jump a little to look cuter. It must work because he smiles and shakes his head, his hand falling to the small of your back.
He leads the way to his home office. The blinds are closed. The room is dark, safe for the light from the screen. It’s clean, not a speck of dust to be seen, but messy with all kinds of cables and parts lying around. You remember he’s been talking about upgrading his computer for a while.
He sits down on his chair and you don’t need any encouragement to sit on his lap. One of his hands wrap around your waist, his chin resting on your shoulder. It feels good. Safe. Domestic even. You feel yourself relax despite the curiosity gnawing at your nerves. This position is familiar and your brain is flooded with another wave of memories.
Why are you so on edge today?
His arm around you feels like home. The hours he’s spent holding you like this while you played a game on his lap, or watched him play, feel like liquid comfort. You could drown in it.
With his free hand Niragi controls the mouse, clicking away until the screen goes dark and the game starts. You jump a little when you hear music coming from the speakers. How did he do that? He chuckles, pressing a kiss to your shoulder.
“One of the guys helped me,” he explains as you mouth a silent ‘how’. You nod, remembering that one of his coworkers was dabbling in music, sound effects and the like even in his free time. Your friends are his, his are yours. No matter how few of them there is.
He explains the controls to you, tells you what to do and not to do unless you want to crash the game but nothing more than that. You listen attentively and immediately try what he told you in gameplay. Sometimes you feel him tense behind you, clench his jaw or sigh when he notices a mistake or something he doesn’t like. You do your best to reassure him, commenting on things you like instead. Or turning your head to kiss him. Distraction works the best.
So far it seems like a pretty standard game. The main character is a university student. You can’t see much about them as it’s in the first person pov. They are on their way from school now. The music playing in the background started off nice and pleasant but gradually it just keeps getting more and more ominous, hitting a crescendo when colorful fireworks erupt in the pinkish afternoon sky.
“Huh? Isn’t it too early for fireworks?” you comment off-handedly, turning to look at Niragi who just bites your shoulder and nods for you to pay attention to what’s happening on the screen. You shake your head but listen, intrigued.
When you look back, the surroundings have changed. The streets are dark and abandoned. It’s quiet. You frown and feel Niragi kiss up your neck.
“It’s not scary yet,” he whispers into your ear helpfully. You trust him-
You trust him.
You trust him and walk around the city with your character in search for clues. You find nothing. You’re just about to ask your boyfriend for help when the building not far away lights up. You make a little confused sound but go to the destination. It says that a game will soon start there.
“So meta,” you tease, only to be bitten again. There’s more strength to it now. It comes as a surprise and it startles you. You hyperfocus on him.
“Just you wait,” he smirks. He’s getting excited, but you feel like he’s getting more nervous too. It’s worrying you a bit. There’s that spark in his eyes and in the way he speaks, but his hand on your waist holds you tightly. Almost too much. Thumb of his other hand is stroking across your tight. You decide to just go through with the game without analyzing his behavior too much. It still passes as normal.
So you go with what the game tells you to do. There are more characters now that you can interact with. You talk with them some, learning more about them but not the situation your character got stuck in, unfortunately. You praise him for his writing skills, and you swear he both preens at the praise and gets the rug pulled out from under his feet with it. Your heart aches a little. Why can’t he take a compliment?
Then the game in the game starts and all your thoughts are thrown out of the window.
It’s brutal. Try as you might, the characters around you all die in horrible ways. Sometimes by accident, sometimes because you don’t react fast enough. Either way it’s horrifying, not in the jumpscare-ish type of way, but something inside you just doesn’t take it well. Maybe you just feel for the characters too much, got too absorbed, whatever the reason might be, you’re shaking and your eyes are tearing up and then you can’t focus and your character dies out of nowhere and you jump back from the keyboard.
Niragi is there to catch you. One of his hands is still around your waist, the other one stroking through your hair now. He lets you turn to the side so you can bury your face in his neck. He kisses your forehead.
“I told you it was scary,” he scoffs. It’s hard to notice since he’s trying to hide it but you know him too well. He’s upset - angry. As always, it’s a puzzle what the anger means. He remains gentle though, caring. So your best guess is that something about your reaction has hurt him. Of course anger is the only reaction he knows to that. He won’t tell you what’s going on either. You know that if you asked, or worse pushed for him to answer, he’d explode on you.
Maybe he’d really hit you this time.
…Stop.
“Yeah, I’m sorry I’m such a coward,” you murmur, nuzzling closer to him, “But maybe I could just watch you play instead? I mean if there’s more.”
He tenses again. You move so you can look at him. He looks confused and you give him a tight smile.
“I mean, the idea is cool and I’m curious what other games there are but it’s too cruel for me to play,” you admit, “You know, I guess I’d rather die myself than let someone else die.” Finally he huffs a small laugh too. It’s the one that means he thinks you’re being stupid but you don’t mind. Whatever was troubling him seems to have receded at least slightly.
“You’re unbelievable,” he mocks but he leans closer and takes control of the character as the game where you died starts over.
You stay cuddled to him, watching and wincing as he goes through his own creation. His playstyle is the exact opposite of yours. He’s cold, merciless. If there’s an option to sacrifice someone, he does so without a moment of hesitation. If the task is to kill, he’s happy to bash somebody’s head in.
Not just the character but Niragi himself.
You watch him intently, perhaps more than you watch the screen. There’s a wide, pleased smirk on his face. He laughs every time he gets to kill someone in an especially painful or morbid way.
It’s genuine, that smile, that laughter. Bright and happy.
You feel your heartbeat speeding up and deep down you wonder if you really know who your boyfriend is. You understand it’s just a game, but the excitement in his eyes is too genuine. He’s really into it. If you’re honest, it worries you. Then again, maybe it’s just because of the thoughts you’ve had for the last couple weeks. You wonder if you’re only worried because now you can imagine him both beating you and having fun doing it.
You shake your head a little. No. Your Niragi would never.
Not on purpose anyway.
The room goes perfectly dark and you realize he switched off the computer. You straighten up and smile at him in the darkness. Now that his hands are free he wraps them around you again. You gladly accept the comfort. The reminder that he’s not a monster, that he’s warm and that he loves you.
“Was it that bad?” he asks. The excitement from the game lingers in his voice but you note the other thing in his voice. It’s like he’s testing you. He’s a good actor when he needs to be.
“It was great, actually,” you hum and loop your arms around his neck. You play with the loose strands of his hair. He hasn’t tied it today, you finally notice.
“That’s why you kept looking at me?” There’s a hint of irritation in his voice. You know you need to be careful now.
“Yeah, I told you it was scary. It does a great job of setting the mood and when you talk to the characters, I could really feel for them and it was just hard to watch them die,” you share your opinion, whining a little at the end, “And I’m curious about the storyline! I can root and relate to the main character so I think it’s really well done. I guess I’m just too soft for it.” You chuckle and see him roll his eyes even through the darkness. You sigh, leaning closer. He’s still a little worked up. His shoulders are tense and he holds you close instead of caressing you. You kiss along his jaw and he melts under you, his hands sliding down to your hips.
“Besides how am I supposed to focus with this handsome eye candy right in front of me,” you tease, sucking on his neck, “I really missed you.”
He growls, grabbing your chin and slamming your mouths together. It’s good. He’s not angry. He wants you. You press yourself closer to him. You’re desperate to feel him, to have him. You just want your boyfriend, not the paranoid images your mind insists on creating.
“We’re not done here,” he says nonchalantly when he’s done kissing you breathless.
[…..]
He orders your favorite food for dinner and you laze on the couch together, waiting for it to arrive. You’re lying between his legs, back against his chest. He’s so warm even with the clothes separating you. You’re playing with his hands, intertwining your fingers, admiring how large his hands seem compared to yours. He allows it, relaxed and, dare you say, happy.
You talk about things that happened since you’ve seen each other, he mostly talks about work and you about your own life and the shenanigans that your roommates got into. He listens, only ever interrupting to kiss down your neck or bite your earlobe. You feel playful enough to get revenge when it’s his turn to talk. You know Niragi loves the attention as much as the knowledge that you actually listen to him, making little noises to let him know you’re still focused on his words despite nibbling on his neck.
You’re happy and comfortable. This is how relationship should feel, and for a moment you forget about the intrusive thoughts that have been bothering you.
“What do you really think of the game?” he asks finally. Of course your bubble of serenity had to disappear eventually.
You should’ve known it was still on his mind.
You sigh, holding his hands on your stomach. You think for a moment before speaking. Somehow the atmosphere turned serious and heavy. It’s important to him, more than you thought. That much is clear. Only you don’t know why. You know you need to be careful, but honest. So you take your time choosing your words.
“I think… Well, trust me or not, I see the appeal. It might not be my cup of tea but I understand why some people enjoy games like this. Shit, let me play when I’m stressed and I will be into it like no one else,” you laugh and see him smirk at you, tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear. There’s a strange look in his eyes, almost cautious. It doesn’t look good on him. You’re not used to seeing him like that.
“I mean, we all need to relieve our stress and frustration somehow. Sometimes people just feel like destroying something, hurting someone, killing someone,” you speak slowly, calmly, “Just… Just know that even if I don’t enjoy playing games like that, your game, it doesn’t mean it’s bad. And that you like it certainly doesn’t make you weird or anything. I don’t care. I’m just happy to see you happy. I love you, you know?” You smile, your little rant now over. You shift higher to kiss him gently. He returns the kiss, all remaining tension left his body.
“So what was your favorite mini-game? Was it live-or-die maze one?” he inquires, pulling you closer. You chuckle, more than anything glad to see him return to normal. And this question, you can answer.
You talk for hours. Laugh, kiss. He seems different. You can’t pinpoint how exactly, but you feel it’s not a bad change. You feel like you didn’t fuck up with your answer.
[…..]
It doesn’t take long for him to seduce you again once you’ve had dinner. Frankly, you’re surprised he waited that long.
Sex with Niragi is always amazing. Even if he’s in a mood for a rough and long night, he takes care of you. And as always, tonight too you fall asleep in his arms, safely wrapped in his loving embrace.
What’s unusual, though, is that you don’t sleep peacefully.
Your mind is plagued by nightmares. Visions of people screaming in agony, running away. You can’t move, paralyzed with fear. You don’t see what they’re running away from until it’s too late.
Niragi.
But it’s not your Niragi. This version of him is different. He looks the same but there’s a cruel glint in his eyes. He swings a gun around like it weighs nothing. He shoots every single living thing around, laughing at the mayhem. You make the mistake of whispering his name. He looks your way and tears flood your eyes instantly. He knows you. But you wish he didn’t.
He reaches you quickly and pulls your hair. You scream and call for help, struggle against him, pushing and punching but he’s so strong and he keeps laughing and you’re crying and scared and desperate.
“y/n!”
Your eyes shoot open and the first thing you see is Niragi and you panic, trying to escape from him. But then obvious hurt and confusion flash across his face, just for a second, before his jaw clenches and you know he’s angry and holding himself back, letting go of your arms and sitting back.
It wasn’t real.
He’s straddling you, running his hand through his hair. This is your Niragi. The one with many flaws and dangerous anger issues but also the loving boyfriend who always keeps you safe.
Not the psychotic maniac you saw in your dream.
Your body reacts on its own. You lunge forward and hug him tightly, squeezing the life out of him. He stills before, carefully, he envelops you in his arms. You sniff, nuzzling closer, hiding your face in his chest.
He strokes your hair and back, slowly so he doesn’t scare you. You listen to his heartbeat, bask in his warmth. He’s quiet. You can almost hear the gears turning in his mind. Despite his behavior sometimes, you know he’d hate it, hate himself, if you were truly afraid of him. And you know that’s exactly what he saw in your eyes before - fear.
“Can we lie down?” you say weakly and Niragi nods. His hands never leave your body as he helps you lie back down and tucks you under his chin. Having his arms around you makes you feel safe and soothes you, even if you can feel the nervous, angry energy radiating off him.
You try to shake off some of the lingering anxiety and tangle your fingers into his hair. It seems to help both of you relax until you’re able to speak. Niragi’s not going to ask, you know that, instead he’ll wait for you to talk, getting more and more impatient in the process. You really need to talk to him about that.
“I had a nightmare,” you begin slowly, still playing with his hair.
“Guessed that much,” he comments. Venom drips from his words and you’re both annoyed and shaking your head at his childishness. But underlying is the urge to flinch.
This is your Niragi. Not the nightmare one.
“You were there,” you mention and suddenly he’s paying close attention, “But… You were different. Like you were in the game. You were just killing everyone and then you saw me and I knew that it didn’t matter because you’ll just hurt me too and you looked so… satisfied.”
You feel his arms tighten around your shaking body. You haven’t even realized you were trembling.
“You think I’d hurt you?” he asks, tone flat. It’s unfortunate that he asks the question you’ve pondered for weeks. At least you know the answer. But are you ready to say it?
You know he’s close to snapping already. Not in the violent outburst, no, not now that you’re shaking in his embrace. But the silent, cold distancing himself thing he does sometimes. That one hurts more, mainly because then you know he’s hurting. You don’t want to hurt him. Somehow it feels like that’s what he expects of you, and you want to be better than that. However, you also want to be honest with him.
Sometimes, there’s just no way to win.
“No,” you sigh, “You wouldn’t hurt me intentionally. I know that. But… I don’t know, maybe if you lost control or something, people do all kinds of things then.”
Before you can raise your head to look at him, worried about his reaction, he does it for you. He holds your jaw between his fingers and there’s fire in his eyes you haven’t seen before. His hold is tight, bordering on being painful, but it barely doesn’t cross that line.
“I would never hurt you, understand?” he growls lowly, desperately.
The fire is just embers now, a crazed look in his eyes. Similar to the look he gives you anytime he pulls you to the side when you speak to a new acquaintance.
There’s fragility to it, you think. You might just be imagining that though. It’d make sense, what with him being so clingy and possessive, but that always felt like his way of asserting dominance. Could you have been wrong?
“Never. You’re mine and I promised I would take care of what’s mine,” his voice drops lower.
You smile a little. He did. It’s been the first thing he told you after you accepted his proposal to go on a date.
And maybe he’s telling the truth. Well, he certainly is - the truth he believes in anyway. You’re hesitant to believe it too, though. He has tremendous self-control, that much you know, but he slips up sometimes. Every human does. Perhaps it won’t happen in the near future or maybe never, but the fact is that you cannot shake off the feeling that one day he might hurt you, even if he won’t mean to.
“Only yours,” you sigh and bump your nose against his. He frowns at you. He hates these cute displays of affection. You kiss it better, melting against his lips. The piercing in his tongue is a nice distraction from everything else, its round and smooth shape curious against your tongue. You love it and he knows it. He smirks when you won’t stop playing with the metal stub.
“I could make you more tired if it helps you fall asleep,” he whispers suggestively into your ear but his touch remains tender and loving. Despite that, you know he’s serious. He has a special talent to turn even the most innocent things heated in a second.
“I love you, Niragi,” you chuckle, “Just hold me, please.” You kiss the corner of his mouth, cuddling closer to him. He smells like home. You let your hands fall to his chest, feeling his heart beating under your palm.
“Never gonna let you go, baby,” he promises and pulls you closer, stroking up and down your spine with his fingertips. Another one of his little unspoken love yous. You smile and trail a little path of kisses on his shoulder.
No. Your Niragi couldn’t possibly ever become like the one in your dream… could he?
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In the Boardroom pt 2. (18+)
Warnings: Some swearing. Descriptive sexual acts. Oral sex (male receiving). SMUT UNDER THE CUT
Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.
Am I late to this fandom? Oh hell, yes, but the show was so good.
Gifs & photos do not belong to me. 1st gif @chishiyasan 2nd & 3rd gif @aibsource
With Niragi, Aguni & Chishiya
Part 1 with The Hatter & Keiichi Kuzuryu can be found here.
Main Masterlist ♡ Miscellaneous TV Shows Masterlist
Suguru Niragi
It was like he knew.
I always try to be one step ahead of Niragi, but he always has two steps ahead of me. The moment he sat down in the chair, he reached out and gripped the back of my head.
As everyone else was settling down and talking to one another before the meeting start, but not Niragi.
With his free hand, he pulled his already hard cock out of his black swim trunks. He was in full control of this, even before he walked through the door.
I placed my hands on his knees just as he forced me to take him fully in my mouth and held my head there.
I had a mixture of drool and his precum spilling outside the corners of my mouth as he stayed lodged in my throat.
I dug my nails into his calves, and he hissed and leg go of my head. I pulled back and let and took so deep breaths to get the air back into my legs before I took him back in my mouth.
I bobbed my head up and down, not caring if I made any type of noise. The more embarrassed he is, the harder he will fuck me as punishment.
The best sex is when he is so angry, I can hardly walk the next day, or he leaves me shaking on the bed or surface be just fuckec me on. His cum dripping out of my holes.
Fuck, I need him to cum.
I need him to cum down my throat.
I gripped his cock with both hands and started to pump him, while simultaneously moving my head up and down.
I made sure to pay attention to the head, as that is his most sensitive area. I licked and sucked on it while I reached down with one hand and gripped his balls and tugged on them, ever so gently.
The groan that left his mouth had the room go silent, and they could hear me swallowing as fast as I could.
"Really? Again? This has got to stop." Kuzuryu said with complete disgust in his voice.
"Aa, be quiet. You're just jealous cause no one wants to suck your cock." Niragi sneered.
The two of them went back and forth until The Hatter screamed at them to shut up.
"YN, get out."
I scrambled out from under the table and ran out the door and straight to Niragi's room, already anticipating the night we will be having.
Morizono Aguni
Aguni hasn't been the same since coming back from one of the games, and I tried to make him feel better, but he kept brushing me off, and I was having none of that.
He even left our room early this morning. Muttering about some meeting that he had to attend, and that he needed to be on time for, but even I knew that no one else would be on time.
They are usually half an hour later to every single meeting, so I figured I had time.
I found Aguni in his seat, just looking up at the ceiling. I gently closed the door behind me, but he was always listening.
He looked over to see who was intruding on his quiet time, and he gave me a smile. Well, a small smile.
He pushed his chair away from the table and patted his lap, which I gladly sat on, straddling him. My legs on either side of him, facing him.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he quickly kissed me, grabbing my ass and squeezing it, making me squeal.
He kept muttering about how sorry he was about brushing me off last night. I told him that we would talk about it later as all I could think about was his hardening cock against my clothed pussy.
He stood up and laid me across the table, fumbling with his pants to pull them down just enough so that he could take his cock out.
But just as he was about to push in, we heard the sounds of footsteps heading this way and Niragi's loud mouth.
"Shit." I groaned in disappointment as I slid off the table, but there was no time for me to leave. Aguni pushed me down, so I hid under the table, and he sat down, his pants just over his ass, and halfway done up.
No one was shocked that he was there first, so they just said hello. I could imagine him just nodding his head in greeting.
The meeting started, and I was still cramped under the table, bored and still horny as hell. I started to palm Aguni, though his pants.
Wanting his half-hard cock to be fully hard again before I took him in my mouth, but that was taking to long. He never was one for public sex. Always in private. That is when he gets let loose.
That is where one minute he is softly thrusting into me, holding on to me tight, telling me how much he loves me, and the next moment, he has me flipped over, pounding me into the mattress, pulling my head back by pulling my hair and spitting in my mouth.
He didn't make a sound, but I saw his stomach clench when I took the head of his cock in my mouth and softly sucked on it.
Slowly moving my mouth all the way down and then all the way back up. I did that a few times, and then I pulled my mouth right off of him.
I licked the underside of his cock and I heard the soft grunt. To others, it would seem like he was just putting in his two cents, but I know that grunt. It is grunt of approval.
So I did it again. I licked and kissed up and down his cock. I knew he was close by this point, but all the attention was focused on the new people in the room.
I quickly took him in my mouth and bobbed my head up and down. Wanting him to cum in my mouth.
I was just about to reach up and play with his balls when, as I was just cupping them, I felt them tense, and I felt the first rope of cum hit the back of my throat.
I felt his hand on the back of my head as he held me there, not letting me move as he finished.
The meeting finally ended when I finally stopped sucking. I kept sucking long after he was done.
"You coming, Aguni?" Niragi asked.
"You handle it. I got something else to handle first." We were alone once more, and just as I was about to crawl out from under the table, Aguni's face appeared and he did not look happy.
"Get on this table now."
Let's just say I could hardly walk out of that room without his arm around my waist.
Shuntaro Chishiya
All I could do was roll my eyes at the sound of Chishiya and Niragi bickering about the same old shit.
They both get on each others nerves, and even more so since I came along. For some reason, Niragi took a liking to me, but my eyes were for Chishiya and Chishiya alone.
Chishiya, just made sure I didn't go anywhere alone as he knew how Niragi was. When Chishiya wasn't with me, I was usually with Kuina.
Who helped me sneak into the boardroom before they had their weekly meeting. Same day and same time. Like clockwork.
She even told me which spot was his, but I should have known that he would known I was up to something.
I didn't have much of a poker face, and he probably could tell I was lying about what I said I would be doing. I told him I was just going to go lay by the pool with Kuina.
I later found out Kuina told him that I was just going to relax in our shared room. We should have come with a lie and stuck with it.
So when the doors opened, they sat down and took their seats, I was trying to stop myself from giggling, but then he handed me a piece of paper.
I took the paper, and all it said was, 'Whatever you think of doing, DON'T.' The word don't, was in capital letters.
Pfft, like that, was going to stop me.
I trailed a finger on each leg towards my destination. I could see his cock twitch through his swim shorts.
But he grabbed my one hand and tightened just enough to give me a warning, but I was determined to do this.
I pushed his hand away and started to rub him through the shorts. Chishiya cleared his throat as to hide the low moan that clearly he wanted to let out.
While he was distracted, I reached into his swim trunks and gripped his cock in my hand and my mouth started to water at the sight of his red, leaking tip.
I kissed the tip first and gave it a little lick. I can just imagine that he is fighting to keep his eyes open. He always closes his eyes when I start to blow him.
I closed my mouth around the head and started to suck. I worked my way down his length slowly. Making sure to spell his name with my tongue as I went along.
I smiled around his cock when I felt his hand on back of my head. I started to bob my head faster, wishing I could see his face right now.
I looked up throat the small space, and I could see that he was breathing heavy, trying to keep his composure.
I knew he was close, so I pulled away and he didn't like that.
We made eye contact, and I could see the fury behind those eyes. The hand on my head tightened, and I knew that he wasn't playing around.
His attention was now focused on someone else as I took him back in my mouth and down my throat.
I got him to right where he was about to cum again and I pulled away. I did that a couple more times, but by the last one, he didn't let me move my head as he shallowly thrusted into my mouth.
It didn't take long for him to finish with a low groan, that he tried to cover with a cough.
The first rope of cum surprised me and I almost gagged, but I swallowed as fast I could, but there was so much it spilled out of the corners of my mouth and down my chin.
The Hatter adjourned the meeting, and everyone left, but him and Niragi, who slowly stood up.
"Always knew you would be a freak YN. If you ever need a real man to satisfy you. You know where to find me."
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when they make you laugh | aib
How they react when they make you laugh for the first time since arriving in Borderland.
Chishiya, Ann, Kuina and Niragi.
i really really love writing for aib, and i really really want to marry ann.
warnings: this is mostly fluff but jealousy and threats are included (would it even be niragi if this wasn’t the case?)
requested by: anon (thank you!)
written by: archie
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Chishiya
Chishiya would be puzzled. Hearing your laugh ring through the Beach’s hallway from beside him when hardly much had happened-- What suddenly brought that out of you? You, who hadn’t so much as smirked once since arriving in the Borderlands?
He wouldn’t stop walking until you’d finally keeled over, resting against the wall in your laughter, and he’d simply stand there and watch you, tempted to give into the smirk that pulls at the corner of his lips. Ah yes, that laugh is contagious, but it’d only properly catch on when he realises it’s his own words that brought it out of you.
Gasping words out through your bursts of laughter, not paying half a mind to the bikini-clad girls that spared you judgemental glances as you try to communicate what exactly of Chishiya’s words tickled you so-- But it’d barely come out clear enough to make sense.
But it wouldn’t matter. He’d finally give into the tickle inside his own chest, the softest laugh of humour bubbling out as he stands there, hands in his pockets and tender eyes on your giggling form. It’s the first time since arriving that he’s seen you like this, and what a sight to behold.
Ann
Ann isn’t phased by much, but your sudden laughter gracing her ears would startle her. She’d jump, hair swishing out of that perfect positioning when she turns to look at you. She’d think there’s something wrong at first, scan the area to see what might’ve possibly brought you to this, wonder if perhaps Borderland has finally taken its toll on you. She’s heard plenty of stories of psychosis manifesting in laughter from her work life, but this… Doesn’t seem to be the case.
She’d ask what was up, ask if you’re feeling okay, hold your face still to feel your forehead for a temperature. This, however, would only bring out more bubbling laughter as you tuck her hair behind her ear again, back where it belongs.
“You’re so funny, Ann,” you’d say, “And you don’t even realise.”
She’d blink. No, she’s never been considered the funny type.
It’s not until you describe to her that it’s purely because she’s so serious, so endearing, that you couldn’t help yourself. Perhaps things really were catching up to you, and you finally let up on all the pressures from the games. Hell, you were gonna die anyway. Why not share laughter when your love is this morbidly endearing in her antics?
Kuina
Kuina would have missed your laughter. She’d struggle with your newly introverted self, noticing how all the games have worn you down in the weeks of being here, and it’s not until one time that you get a little bit too drunk a little bit too quickly in the Beach’s nightclub that you’d finally be able to spill your sense of humour all over her again.
It would be the silliest of things; Kuina’s reaction to a guy hitting on her or an animated fall on the dancefloor that you’d just so happened to witness, but it would shock your body with waves and waves of giggles.
Kuina’s reaction would be instant. Her face would light up, teeth showing and eyes shining as she drank in the sight of you losing control of your body, weak at the knees and relying on Kuina’s arm around your middle to keep you up. Soon, the pair of you would be creasing with tears in your eyes, and she’s definitely the type that lightly hits whoever happens to be in her reach as she cackles. Afterwards, the air around you would be drastically lighter. She’d be thrilled to have you back.
Niragi
Niragi would be suspicious of your laughter. He’d stare at you with a brow and corner of his lips raised, practically with a question mark over his head as he eyes you. He’d demand to know what’s so funny, what’s suddenly happened to you-- but on hearing that he’d just said something in such a way that struck you funny, he’d guffaw in dismissal. Though, hidden inside, his chest would swell with pride and a curl would remain on his lips for a long while after, throwing out certain remarks to try and catch you in a giggle fit once more. Every time it works, a strange glow of acceptance would find a home in his chest.
If, god forbid, anyone else had been the first to make you laugh, he’d want their head on a plate. And you know he’d have it, too, unless it were Chishiya. Perhaps Chishiya’s eyeroll to something Niragi had said would set you off, or even worse, something he’d said-- Niragi would lose his shit. He’d yell at you once the moment had passed, having let it brew for moments before. How dare you humiliate him? Unite with Chishiya against him? Of course, that wouldn’t be even a sliver of truth, and you’d have to talk him down from hunting Chishiya in the Beach’s halls.
You’d manage a soft laugh for him, holding his face to keep his attention and stop his spiralling. “Niragi,” you’d shine a smile, knowing exactly how to calm him. “He’s pitiful, and I’m yours.”
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FRIEND FROM THE PAST
Pairing: Niragi x Reader
Warnings: bullying, fight, smut, sex, unprotected sex (wrap it fellas)
Word count: 1.2 K
Summary: Niragi and you found a way to relieve stress after a game.
Author’s note: I personally love this story! I plan to write a second part about Chishiya taking a liking in you and watch you two fuck.
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
“When are you going to tell her you’re in love with her?” Last Boss asked Niragi as the armed guy stared at you from the other side of the room.
“I'm not”
“Do you think I’m that stupid?”
Niragi didn’t respond to his friend, his eyes fixated on you. He remembered the first time he met you.
You met Niragi way before all the Borderland bullshit. You two were at the same school. As you were not a popular type of girl, you were not the victim of the constant bullying happening at this place.
As you decided to make a detour before going home after school one day, you passed some boys aiming a guy with a baseball bat. The poor guy seemed frightened to death and was imploring for his life.
“Hey, aim properly!” you heard one of the guy said as everybody laughed.
You never talked to them before that, but you knew who they were. How could you not? They walked around like they fucking own the school.
You wanted to ignore all of this and just go home, but your guts decided otherwise.
“I want to play” you confidently spoke from behind them.
Everyone turned around.
“Get the fuck out of here girl!” one of them stated.
“Come on, it seems fun” you replied.
Some of them were ready to throw you away, but one of them calmly defended you.
“Let the pretty girl have a turn”
He approached you and gave you the bat.
“Milady”
The guy in front of you looked at you with pleading eyes as you took the ball one bully handed you.
Without a warning, you hit one of the guys with the bat as you let the ball hit the ground. You didn’t waste time and attack them all before they had the time to comprehend what was happening. You didn’t need to knock them all unconscious, you just needed to drop them off enough to flee.
You run toward the guy, grabbed his hand and you both began running until you couldn’t breathe anymore.
“You ok?” you asked him as you reached a safe place, far away from all of this.
“Yea- yes… Thank you” he stammered.
“You need to not let them get to you. What’s your name?”
You never left each other after that. You helped him become confident, he provided you the attention you didn’t have at home. Your friendship only grew stronger.
You were hanging out at your secret place one day when you saw the firework. You arrived at Borderland together and never played a game without the other.
That’s why he was so protective of you at the beach. He wanted to protect you like you did with him.
He was ashamed of his past. He didn’t want anyone to know he used to be like the people he calls weak now. He knew you wouldn’t say a thing even if he expressly didn’t ask you to keep the secret. It was not your story to tell.
No one really knew what your relation with Niragi was. You two weren’t together, but no need to say that no one in the entire Beach never dared to flirt with you.
You two trusted each other to death. Some people claimed they saw Niragi risking his life to save yours at a game. For that matter, Niragi refused to let you take part in a game if he wasn’t here. He’d always come with you, no matter the number of remaining days on his visa.
It was after a game that you both decided to upgrade your - from now on - pure friendship.
This game was a mess. Lots of people died in here and to be fair, you weren’t sure how you survived yourself. The ride home was silent, tiring and oppressive.
“How do you feel?” Niragi asked you as he escorted you to your room.
“Stressed out, you?”
“Yeah me too”
“It’s hard to relieve stress in here when you don’t do alcohol or drugs” you pointed.
“I can’t imagine. What’s left?”
“I don’t know. Sex?” You laughed.
The joke was light but the eye contact that follow heavy. And just like that, you had a silent agreement.
“Just for the sex?” you breathed
“Just for the sex!”
You two almost ran out to each other, your mouth claiming his in a shameless kiss. The passion between you was so strong as if you both waited years for it to happen.
Niragi pushed you toward the nearest desk without breaking the kiss before sitting you on it, propping himself between your legs.
His hands were searching your body as if he was looking for some treasure. He knew your soul by heart and was now discovering your body.
He never thought he wanted you in that way, but now that he had you, he couldn’t let you go.
You could feel his hands gripping your hips as his lips travelled down your jaw and neck. You moan quietly as you wrap your legs around his waist, wanting him as close as possible.
He couldn’t take it anymore. He took your shirt off in one swift motion before carrying you to the bed where he threw you on your back and settle on top of you.
His breath was hot against your skin, and you could feel him on your entire body. You felt on fire.
When he straightened himself up to take off his own shirt, your hands found his belt, freeing him off of his pants
You soon found yourself naked underneath him.
“You are so fucking beautiful Y/N”
“Fuck me Niragi” you responded.
Niragi let his head fall on your shoulder, grunting. He could hear you say this to him all day long and never get tired of it.
He needed you. He needed to be inside of you.
Without warning, his fingers quickly attacked your clit, before penetrating you, searching for your sweet spot.
You let out a strangled scream as he found it.
“If this is the sounds you make, I’m going to fuck you so raw Y/N”
You wanted to respond but couldn’t talk anymore when you felt his tip brushing against your sex. The bastard wanted to make you beg.
“Please”
“Yes Y/N? What do you want?”
“You Niragi”
“You have me”
“Fuck me”
Niragi wanted to make you beg, make you suffer for him. But hearing you like that, moaning his name, he couldn’t contain himself. He was about to explode.
In one movement, Niragi buried himself inside of you, groaning loudly at the sensation
“You’re so fucking wet Y/N”
“Move”
“Impatient are we?” he teased.
But he didn’t let you the time to answer as he thrusted inside of you at a hard pace.
The feeling of his skin against yours, his hand gripping your wrists above your head, his mouth nibbling the sensitive spot on your neck, everything was too much but not enough at the same time. What lasted for a few minutes felt like hours.
“Turn around”
You happily obliged, laying on your stomach for him. Niragi didn’t wait to enter you again.
His hard thrusts were already too much for you to handle, but it didn’t get easier when you felt his hand reaching to your clit again.
You cried loudly as his thrusts became sloppier.
The feeling of his shaft ramming inside of you and his hand torturing your clit made you clench around him
“Do that again”
You didn’t have to be told twice as your pussy pulsated around him from the climax that take possession of your body.
He came inside of your cunt a few seconds later, before collapsing on you, both of you tired but relaxed.
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Carnal Restraint
Niragi x Reader
Summary - The Beach is a dangerous place as you yourself well know. When you are saved by Niragi you realise you owe him. It’s time to make it up to him.
Genre - Smut
Warnings - Smut, attempted assault, attempted SA, sleazy non-main characters at the beginning, canon typical content (death, violence, blood, guns etc), explicit language, oral (fem receiving), fingering, unprotected sex, just all the warnings.
Word Count - 3.6K
Note - I wrote this after watching the first season and held onto it to edit then proceeded to forget about this one. I hope you enjoy it! Also, remember this is just a fantasy. You deserve better in real life <3
The Beach is not as glamorous as some make it out to be. It’s still part of the borderlands, after all. How grand can it really be?
“Hey baby, you want to come back up to my room?”
Boring.
You don’t bother to respond, flicking your wrist to shoo the faceless man away. Your eyes remain closed as you sit by the pool, sunbathing because protecting your skin isn’t a priority anymore, now is it? Survival is the only thing of worth out here. It should be devastating but there’s a freedom in having nothing. It brings out what’s important, shines on the values that matter.
The faceless man mutters a slur under his breath as he shuffles away. They are all faceless here. They drink. They fuck. They die.
Except for him.
Niragi’s not faceless. He’s here now. His laugh is unmistakable. If that wasn’t a dead giveaway, the murmurs that follow him are.
He’s the reason you still shave your legs (because let’s be serious, what’s the point in things like that now?). That’s right, the image of that face between your smooth legs, that pierced tongue feasting on you; it’s the only reason to keep beautifying yourself.
A smile flutters across your face. Everything else is still. You’ve seen him watching you, you could have him at any time, but it’s the chase that excites you. You want him to want you.
“What are you smiling about?”
Repressing a sigh, you ignore the second faceless man whose hand is lingering on your thigh. It takes a few more minutes before he gets bored and walks away.
You aren’t stupid, you know they whisper about you behind your back. Let them say what they like. You aren’t here to make friends. This is the easiest place to live. That’s all.
Drowsiness is your cue to head back to your room. The sun is a blessing and a curse. It’s hard to win endurance games with blistering skin. The sounds of people partying aren’t enough to keep you awake anymore. They can laugh, brawl and sing drunken songs, and you can sleep through it all. This place was engraving itself on your skin, becoming home.
Walking into the hotel, the drop in temperature is automatic as a few people run past you laughing on their way out to the pool, you press the elevator button and wait.
“Oh, look who we have here.” It’s the man from earlier. That one that called you a cunt. He has two men on either side of him, closer to you than you’d like. “A stuck up bitch that likes to walk around the place like she owns it.”
You ignore him, turning back to the elevator. Why bother giving him the satisfaction of a response?
“Are you ignoring me, bitch?”
How original. Why is everyone so tedious here?
“She’s ignoring us.”
It happens fast. His fist snakes out and pulls you back by your hair as the bell dings. The elevator door opens. You jab him in the gut and walk forward, followed by the three men. Six arms grabbing at your skin. Swallowing the urge to heave, you instead bite the hand clamped across your mouth. Spinning you bring your heel down on one of their toes.
He’s watching you, that smirk on his face that disappears as the elevator closes. Bastard. Niragi was the last person you wanted to see in this situation. And that smug look. What was that about?
“Shit! She bit me.”
“Hold her down!”
One of them slams your shoulder against the mirror at the back of the spacious elevator with enough force that it cracks. Pain sears up and down your arm as you curse under your breath.
“Not so high and mighty now, are you?” It’s the one from the pool. His friends snicker. “Do you want to come back to my room now?”
“Not even if you were the last man in the world,” you sputter with a soft laugh. That gets you a punch in your gut. You tumble over, crawling into a ball with a hiss.
“Not so tough now, are you?” He bends down close to your face. The elevator dings and opens as he grabs your face, pulling you up to your feet before pulling you against his lips. Hand on the back of your neck he walks you out of the elevator. “I’m going to be the last man to make you scream.”
“In disgust maybe. You’re not man enough to make me scream,” you say, elbowing his stomach with everything you have. It’s his turn to fall to the ground as the other two descend on you. Picking up one of the potted plants on the side of the elevator you throw it at one of the men and ignore the piece of shit screaming something behind you as you run to the stairway. Rounding the corner, you come face to face with Niragi.
“Who’s not man enough to make you scream?” His eyes glisten with amusement.
“I’m hard to please,” you say looking over your shoulder. The two friends are close behind you, the widening of their eyes comical as they see you standing with Niragi. His reputation is well known. They turn back the way they came quickly.
“Should we stop them?” He smirks, slipping the gun off his shoulder.
“Why bother?” You shrug, tongue sliding along your lips, your eyes locked with his. He picks up on the cue, pushing you back against the wall with his body.
“If I kill them will you give me a treat?”
“I’ll give you a chance,” you say, a smile tucking at the corner of your lips. “If you can make me scream, I’ll return the favour.”
“Yeehaw,” he whispers against your neck, his tongue gliding against your skin before he pulls back, turning the corner. You hear gunshots and the sound of bodies falling. Sneaking a peek around the wall the two men are sprawled across the floor, bullet wounds riddling their now lifeless bodies.
“Yeehaw,” you whisper as you follow him up the hall to the elevator where the creep from earlier is still sitting, begging Niragi to reconsider.
“Please, I didn’t realise you two were a thing. Of course I wouldn’t have touched her if I had known,” he says in a high pitched whimper. “Please. I won’t do it again.”
“I know,” he says before pulling the trigger, causing you to flinch. You thought he was going to play with him a little. He turns to you and motions towards the elevator before walking in.
A soft moan comes from the room as Niragi presses a button. Looking down at the man, his eyes flicker and you realise he’s still alive. From the soft wheeze of his struggling breath coming from deep within his chest, you assume Niragi shot him in the lung.
Before you can look at him for too long Niragi is in front of you, blocking your view, a smirk on his lips. He takes a step towards you, leaving no room to move, your back already up against the wall behind you. His fingers walk up your arms before finding their way into your hair. He pulls your head back and excitement pools between your legs, the previous touch of the man gurgling at your feet forgotten as Niragi’s lips claim yours.
You know it’s wrong. After everything you’ve heard about him, all the vile things he’s capable of. All the things you’ve seen with your own eyes–although not as bad as the claims made by others–do in fact give credence to those very claims. You know it’s wrong, but it’s also exciting. If this isn’t the place to indulge your darkest desires, you don’t know where is. You’re sick of being a good girl, sick of being in control, sick of always doing the right thing.
The ding of the elevator snaps you out of your reverie. His tongue slides across your neck one last time before he turns, leading the way. You take a gander behind you, the man struggles to reach out his hand towards you, eyes bulging before the doors close.
Following behind Niragi in silence you notice how quiet it is up on this floor. It’s rare not to see other people walking the halls here and there, because although the preference is the poolside, people don’t usually hang out there every minute of their day.
He stops to look at you before turning the knob. “Ladies first.” It feels like a dig but you enter the dark room anyway, feeling along the wall for the light.
The door closes and the room darkens, the only light faintly fluttering across the room coming from between the closed curtains. As you find the light switch his hands envelop your fingers, spreading your arms out, his chest against your back as he pins you flush against the wall. He chuckles before nibbling on your neck, his cock already hard against your arse. You hear something placed against the wall near the door, most likely the rifle.
He turns you, the dark outline of him seen through your unadjusted eyes briefly before he throws you over his shoulder. You let out a squeak, clutching desperately at his back as he walks you over to the other side of the room. He plops you down on the bed before you have a moment to gather your thoughts.
“You don’t waste time,” you joke as you bounce on the bed. Before you can add anything else you have to shield your eyes from the sudden intrusion of light as he spreads open the curtains.
“Of course. I want to play with my new toy.”
“Toy?”
He smirks, turning back to open the window, the light sounds of laughter and splashing can be heard from below.
“You looking for an audience?” Squeezing between the pillows you push your back against the headboard.
“Where are you going?” He slithers over and pulls you back down to the bottom of the bed. His hand slips under your shirt, the shock of his touch causing your back to arch. “You’re this sensitive yet you’re hard to please?”
Slapping away his hand you sit up, the noise from outside sounding closer than you’d like. “I’m just cold. Since you opened the window.”
“Then I better warm you up,” he says, a mischievous grin flashing across his face before his tongue dances along his bottom lip.
“You could just shut the window.”
“Shy, too? I wouldn’t have expected that from our earlier conversation,” he says, pushing you back down, his body hovering over yours. His hands push against your shoulders to keep you in place as his tongue glides down your stomach leaving a soft wet trail.
“Not shy. Just private.”
He smirks before his lips caress your hips, nibbling at the flesh. He pulls down your pants, leaving them around your ankles and chuckles at the floral print panties underneath.
“It’s laundry day,” you say, pushing against him. “And the window is still open.”
“You won’t notice it in a moment.” He lowers himself again to your hips kissing along that delicate line between your stomach and underwear.
He grabs your sides and pulls you closer, your legs now dangling off the edge of the bed. Slipping one ankle out of your pants, you slide your legs apart. He kneels between them in silence. Starting to regret stirring up this situation you hover on your elbows looking over your body at him.
“Lay down.” It’s a demand, his tone shocks you into submission, you lay back against the plush bedding. Thoughts scurry around your head with haste, accompanied with feelings of confusion and embarrassment parading to the front of the line.
Then you feel his tongue flicker across your pussy over the fabric of your ill advised choice of panties. He finds your clit and the power of his sucking, tongue swirling over the sensitive flesh, causes you to let out a gasp. The sensation feels both erotic and dirty.
The sensation of his moist tongue flush against you yet denied complete access by the cotton clinging to your flesh is new. His hair tickles your inner thigh, his tongue zigzagging across your sensitive thigh. Wanting more, no, needing more, your fingers start to pull at your underwear only to have him push you back. You try again but this time the pressure of his tongue stops. Assuming he’s about to slip off your panties you sink back against the pillows, but instead of pleasure a searing pain radiates up from the flesh of your skin.
“What the fuck?” you say as you jerk up, practically spitting the words, moving to rub at the red mark he left branded against your skin.
Thrusting his hands against your shoulders you’re slammed back against the bed. This bastard really just went there. He looks down at you, wagging his finger back and forth as you attempt to get up once more. “I’ll tell you when you can move. Feel free to scream all you want but stay still.”
Heat skips across your cheeks as you lie back down, your eyes on his as he takes your clit back into his mouth, his tongue moving circles across the soft flesh. Excitement pools in your lower abdomen, making it difficult to deny. You refuse to scream for this man. Biting your lip you lean back, closing your eyes.
You try to think of another time, attempting to avoid the pleasure the beast between your legs is eliciting, avoiding the way he flicks his tongue while smirking up at you. Why are your eyes open again? But damn if he isn’t fucking georgous. His curves, his bones, his skin. It’s exciting to watch someone so pretty do such dirty things to you.
Curling your toes and clenching your fists you refuse to believe that he can make you come without even getting your pants off completely, your jeans still hanging from your left foot. Think of the jeans, don’t think of his tongue and that piercing or what he’s capable of doing with that mouth when you’re finally naked. Your breath hitches. You're close. Turning to the side you bury your head, hands tight balls as you let the wave of your orgasm flow through you with a soft sigh.
Looking down at him, that smug smile still on his face, he finally pulls your panties down. His tongue laps up the crease of your thighs before taking a bite. “Are you ready to scream?”
“You think you can make–"
Your words are cut off by the sudden pressure of his fingers plunging into your pussy, his lips back on your clit as you throw your head back.
“You’re dripping for me, baby. It’s only a matter of time before I get you to scream.”
Frowning you try to remember why it was you couldn’t scream, why had you decided not to give in fully to the pleasure Niragi was so intent on providing. The reason escapes you as the cold piercing dances across your clit, a contrast to the warmth of his mouth. He’s right, you are dripping. The wet, sloppy sounds of his fingers deep in your cunt makes you want more.
There’s a dangerous hungry look in his eyes that promises a long night. Biting your tongue your fingers pull at his hair before digging into his back, your nails marking him as he finds your spot. He’s got you now and he knows it. His fingers stoke back and forth, caressing your g-spot with persistent precision as his tongue vibrates, the two movements working together in unison until he pulls out of you.
“What?”
Crawling up on your elbows, you frown at the absence of his heat. The slight breeze from the window brings attention to the beads of sweat lining your forehead and down the small of your back. Why the fuck did he stop?
The question is answered as he pulls towards him, “I want everyone to hear you whimper and moan.”
That brings you out of your temporary euphoria. “You wish.”
“I don’t need to wish. You’ll be screaming out for me in a few minutes.”
You scoff. Right as you start to turn away from him he grabs you up and flings you over towards the window, like a ragdoll he has you bent halfway out the window. He blocks your attempts to hit him, pinning your hips painfully against the window frame, your breasts on display for anyone who happens to be looking up from the pool only a few stories below.
“You bastard! Let me go before people see.”
“But baby, I want them to see,” he whispers into your ear, one hand cupping your breast and the other on your ass. He chuckles before licking up your neck. “If you don’t want them to notice then keep quiet.”
“I’ll fucking kill you for this.”
“No, you won’t. By the time we’re done you’ll be thanking me.”
“I very much doubt that,” you say between clenched teeth pushing back hard against his chest. He’s an impenetrable wall.
“Let’s time it and see how long it takes,” he says, bringing his wrist up to you, the Rolex showing 5:53. “I can guarantee that you’ll be screaming before six.”
“Fuck you.”
“That’s the plan.” The words resonate against your skin as his tongue flutters across the back of your neck. He massages your breasts, his cock hard against your entrance. “I’m going to fuck you until you can’t stand.”
Gripping the side of the window ledge you bite your lip to hold back the gasp that threatens to escape as his thick cock thrusts into your slick pussy. The angle he has forced your body into enables his dick to pound against that special place, that magical spot that makes you weak in the knees. Fucker. A tear rolls down your cheek as he fills every inch of your pussy with himself, fitting perfectly within you, as if this is where he belongs.
Shuddering, you bite your lip harder as the sinful pleasure of his cock pummels into you over and over until you worry you're about to give in. The moans start as whispers before morphing into loud pants until ultimately they turn into desperate pleas. The heat is gushing through your body like lava on a rampage, unable to stop even with the strong wind blowing against your naked skin. The only thing holding you up as your knees buckle are his hands on your hips. Even your grip on the window loosens; you're complete putty in his hands.
The wanton purr that exits your lips is unfamiliar as his pace quickens, the tears coming down a little faster as he pounds into your g-spot repeatedly. Gulping with sudden abandon, the freshness of the air from this height almost unnoticed, you whine as he bites your ear lobe and neck, his tongue playful against the side of your head.
“You’re so tight.”
The words bounce around for a few moments before they form into something you understand, the bliss causing a delirious fog within your brain. The air up here is too sweet. It’s dizzying as you look down. You can see someone looking up at you but you can’t think why it matters anymore. Blood is pulsing throughout your body, the sound of your heartbeat loud enough that you don’t hear what he’s saying.
“Hmm?”
“I said it’s okay to let it out. Let go. Come for me." His voice is honey and you’re so very thirsty, but when you lean back for a taste he instead twists your hair around his fingers and snaps your head back.
Pleasure and pain erupt within. Shaking, you give into the ecstasy. The need within you is electrifying and inescapable, you allow the pleasure to ripple out, slink across your skin and crescendo from within. You try to ignore the crowd forming below but if you are honest with yourself, it only turns you on more. The intensity of your arousal skyrockets into something you can no longer control.
“Fuck! Oh, God!"
The words are not screams. They are loud, yes, but not screams. The friction is torturous, his pace beyond human comprehension. Howls of rabid pleasure fill the room and you want to tell whoever’s making the loud, guttural sounds to shut up when you realise it’s coming from you. Fuck. You’re like a fucking animal, teeth bared as his own bury into your neck again. It’s enchanted delirium and you’re drowning in it.
“Come for me, baby.”
That’s when the walls begin to crumble beneath you, your body splintering as the waves of fire sputter from within and erupt, every atom ignited in pure bliss. He continues to slide into you slower now but still touching that spot with meticulous skill. Your fire burns down to your bones yet somehow avoids him, only scorching you.
Your vision darkens and blurs as you ride out the final waves. High pitched ringing vibrates within your ears as you cling to the window frame, your legs wobbling as you turn back to him. It takes everything left in you to resist the urge to slap him. He’s holding up his watch, that smirk plastered across his face. 5:57.
“Well, looks like you screamed,” he whispers, pulling you into him, his lips claiming yours. He’s honey and you’re still thirsty. He pulls back, a look of impish delight flashing across his face as he pushes you down roughly to your knees. “You can thank me by returning the favour.”
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˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ ANTIFRAGILE ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆
━━ niragi can’t handle the bullying anymore so he goes to you, a street thug who he had met earlier this week for help but he didn’t expect to fall in love with you ( fluff, angst )
word count: 3839
pairing: niragi suguru x fem!reader
warning: blood, mentions of murder and death, ooc niragi
note: this is heavily inspired by better days bc istg that movie broke me but i changed the end to something more depressing
Niragi despised his life more than anything until he met you.
He had been walking home late at night on a sketchy street when he saw a group of street thugs fighting.
He quickened his pace and quickly glanced over only to see three men beating you up.
His hand slipped into his pocket to reach for his phone, but before he could even call the police one of the men shoved him towards where you were.
Your bloody knees were pressed against the floor, and you breathed heavily as you quietly watched them push Niragi around before they took his money.
“Is she your girlfriend or something?” The youngest one questioned while snickering at him.
Niragi didn't dare to answer him, but when he threatened to hit him he quickly shook his head while staring at the ground.
“Give me your phone,” the tallest man demanded Niragi, but he timidly shook his head while not taking his eyes off the floor.
The man got angered and was about to punch him, but the man who was holding you stopped him.
“Eh, stop it he's a high schooler,” he laughed while lessening his hold on you.
You took the opportunity and leaped onto the laughing man before beating him relentlessly.
His younger brother called out while they attempted to pull you off him.
After struggling for a while, they managed to get you off before scrambling away from you.
While they sprinted away, you struggled to get up, entirely ignoring Niragi who had been shakily observing you limp to your motorcycle.
Niragi quietly watched you disappear before he speed-walked home, trying to forget everything that just happened.
The next day Niragi was sauntering home again, but he was stopped by you which startled him.
You had bruises all over your face, and you wore a hood to cover your face.
“How much did they take?” Your question seemed to surprise him slightly, as his eyes widened.
“What?” His voice was hoarse, but you let out a sigh before repeating your question.
“2000 yen,” you grabbed your wallet silently before handing him the right amount of money.
Niragi stared at your hand for a few seconds before accepting the money from you, his fingers grazing your fingertips briefly, which made his stomach feel freaky.
You quietly observed him, which made him slightly uneasy before he decided to continue his walk home.
But to his surprise, you proceeded to follow him.
“You don't have to walk me home,” he mumbled out, just audible enough for you to hear him.
“You get bullied,” you noted somewhat harshly, which made him halt instantly.
He took an unsteady breath before turning to you with furrowed brows.
“You don't know anything about me,” his voice was trembling as he blinked repeatedly.
You approached him stealthily with a stony look that made him squirm scarcely until you stopped in front of him.
“I'll protect you if you pay me,” Niragi looked at you with broad eyes before scoffing at you.
“You can't even protect yourself, let alone someone else,” your jaw stiffened, and you turned around before leaving him in the barely lit street.
The next time you met, tears were rolling down Niragi's face as he ran as far as he could from his bullies.
His feet halted when he caught a glimpse of you leaning against your motorcycle with a helmet in your hand.
He quickly approached you while brushing his tears away before climbing onto the back of your vehicle.
“Where to?” You asked while passing him your helmet.
“Anywhere,” he placed his quivering hands on your waist as you rode through the busy streets of Tokyo.
After a while, you arrived in a sketchy-looking neighborhood, and you parked your motorcycle next to an old flat.
You shut off the motor before you got off your vehicle, while Niragi skeptically gazed at your apartment.
You didn't say anything as you unlocked the door before motioning for Niragi to follow you.
The boy quickly hurried to keep up with you while staring at you questioningly.
Your place was old and remote. There was little to no furniture and the walls were covered with band posters.
“Is this where you live?” Niragi's voice broke the tense silence that had been lingering for a while.
You glanced at Niragi's uncertain expression with narrowed eyes.
“What, is it not good enough for you?” You harshly challenged after having quickly thrown your clothes into the bathroom.
“No, it's just that I didn't expect you to live in something like this,” he mumbled while crossing his arms.
“If you don't like it, you can leave,” you left him at your door while entering your small kitchen to make some ramen for dinner.
Niragi took one final look before carefully positioning his bag on your couch and sitting down himself while taking his homework that he still had to complete.
A few minutes later, you entered your living room with two plates of warm ramen as you carefully approached him.
Niragi's eyes met yours as you set his food in front of him before you sat down on the opposite side of him.
The two of you ate in silence until Niragi broke it once again.
“Why don't you go to school?”
You lifted your brow at him while placing your food down.
“It's useless.”
“It's not,” Niragi defensively said with furrowed brows.
“It's not to you, but it is to me,” you sighed before standing up.
“It wouldn't be if you weren't a dirty street thug.”
Niragi quickly realized that he shouldn't have said it when you stilled your movements while letting out an aggravated breath.
“Leave.”
Niragi immediately stood up while watching you warily as you clenched your firsts harshly.
His eyes skimmed one more time over your features before he left your apartment quickly.
After that experience, you decided to forget him.
A week went by, and you were heading home after having played in a casino for your boss until a fight broke out.
But when you drew near your door, you noticed a figure sitting on the floor while leaning against the wall.
Niragi looked up when he heard you walking down the hall with his arms wrapped around his knees.
His nose was broken, and his left eye was swollen and blue, with dried tears coating his cheeks.
You didn't say a word when you helped him up before opening your door.
You directed him to your couch and snatched a med kit that you frequently used after your fights.
He moved slightly to the side to make space for you as you sat down.
“This will hurt,” you mumbled as you began cleaning his wounds.
Occasionally Niragi would wince, but he was taking it relatively fine.
After having cleaned and taken care of his injuries, you told him he could take a shower while you scoured for clothing that might fit him.
You had to rake through your whole apartment to find a pair of pants that should fit, along with an oversized shirt and a zip-up hoodie.
Then you quickly tossed the clothing onto the sink before you made your bed look appropriate just as Niragi got dressed.
You were repairing your lamp when he strolled into the living room with damp hair.
“Can I stay over?” His voice was weak, and you noticed the anxiety coming from him, so you nodded.
“You can have my bed,” you declared while gesturing towards your bed that was in the corner of the living room.
Niragi timidly nodded while thanking you as he made his way towards the bed while you stood up to wash his clothing because he still had school tomorrow.
After having hung the wet clothing on the balcony, you laid down on the couch and glanced at Niragi who had been quietly watching you.
“My name's y/l/n y/n,” you told him.
“I'm Niragi Suguru.”
Silence took over, and you could hear the distant sound of cars, so you shut your eyes, not expecting Niragi to speak again.
“Y/n?”
You didn't open your eyes and just hummed as Niragi nervously fidgeted with the blanket.
“Can you protect me?” His voice was delicate and quiet, so you barely heard him.
At your lack of answer, he started talking again.
“But I can't pay you because I don't have money.”
You opened your eyes and sat up straight, which seized his attention.
“Do you have paper and pen?” You asked which Niragi nodded before getting up as well to take his school bag.
He was about to hand it to you, but you shook your head.
“Write this down,” you started while approaching him, so you were standing close enough to be able to see all the various kinds of brown that swarmed his eyes.
“Suguru owes y/n.”
The boy looked at you with narrowed eyes while you grinned at him.
“What do I owe you?” He questioned suspiciously.
“I don't know. It can be dinner or something,” you replied as he started to write that down before you stopped him.
“I didn't say dinner specifically,” Niragi gave you one final look before writing it down and closing his book.
You went back to the couch as he settled on your bed.
The next morning, you were walking across the street from Niragi as he strolled to school.
After having made sure that he got to school safely you went to see your friends who had gotten another assignment from your boss, but you made sure that you'd get there on time to walk Niragi home.
When you reached the school, you noticed Niragi hastily striding out of the school with a few guys not too far away from him.
You quickly realized that these were the guys bullying him so when Niragi passed you, you began walking again but as the boys were approaching, him, and you were far enough from the school grounds, you shoved them harshly out of the way which gave Niragi the possibility to slip away from them.
The boys angrily called after you, but you decided to deal with them later as you caught up with Niragi who had been constantly looking back until he saw you again.
Much to your surprise, Niragi wasn't walking to his home but yours, which you didn't mind, of course.
You unlocked your door for him once again and turned on the lights.
Niragi dropped his school bag onto your couch before sitting down and beginning to do his homework.
You had gone into the kitchen to make him some food before you noticed that the dim lighting wasn't good enough, so you grabbed the lamp that you had previously tried to fix and put it on the table.
Niragi couldn't pull his eyes off you as you struggled to get the lamp to work before placing a bowl of soup in front of him.
Hours passed and Niragi was still busy doing his homework, which piqued your interest slightly.
“What are you studying?” His eyes flickered up to meet yours as he spun his paper to you.
You inclined forward and read that he was occupied with chemistry. You frankly didn't even try to understand what he was writing, but you nodded at him before he resumed again.
And so, the days went on where you made sure he got around safely while doing whatever was required of you during his school hours until it became Saturday.
Niragi was currently watching TV on your shitty computer as it became night.
You glimpsed at the clock noticing that it was currently around seven pm before you stood up, but before you could even take off Niragi's voice stopped you.
“Where are you going?”
“I have to take care of something. I'll be back in an hour,” you told him before riding your motorcycle to a bar that you knew was popular among students.
You parked outside while you searched for a particular face, and when you ultimately found him you settled on waiting for him.
Not even minutes later, he parted with his other friends, and you took the chance to approach him.
You called out to him, which caught his attention before you forced him against the wall.
The concrete material scraped his face as you took out a knife and shoved it against his face.
“Don't touch Niragi Suguru.”
Subsequently, you threw him down on the floor before you rode away on your motorcycle back home, where Niragi was nervously waiting for you.
Time passed and Niragi finally started to like his life. His bullies weren't bothering him anymore, he didn't have to sit all alone at home anymore either, and he had you.
After a while, you began taking him out to museums, arcades, and aquariums because he frequently mentioned that he liked them.
The two of you got more comfortable around each other, and you created memories that he adored more than anything.
Your cold exterior seemed to disappear when you were around him, and he wasn't as nervous as he used to be.
“Y/n?” Niragi questioned you one night after having told you that you should lay next to him on your bed.
“Hm?” You hummed while holding his hand after having had a particularly rough day.
Numerous cuts and bruises were covering your face that Niragi had attempted to take care of after you had gotten into a fight.
“Does it hurt?”
His question seemed to take you back as you stopped breathing for a second.
“I'm used to it,” you numbly reply, which makes him tighten his hold on you.
“Since when?” Niragi cautiously asked as you strained to keep the tears from falling.
“Since I was thirteen.”
Niragi didn't know what to say, but he decided to act on impulse and wrap his arms around you.
You weren't sure of how to feel about the unusual amount of affection that Niragi gave to you, but you quickly settled in his arms.
“Suguru?”
This time it was his turn to hum as a tear rolled down your face.
“You're the first person to ask me if it hurts,” you mumbled quietly before you leaned deeper into him, and Niragi couldn't keep a straight face as his eyes watered slightly.
Everything had been going great until one day you were being held up by police because there had been a report that someone had been murdered by someone who worked under your boss.
You worriedly sauntered around the cell before you decided to ask the police officer how much longer you had to wait until you were about to be let out.
“Ah shut up,” he responded, which angered you even more.
Hours passed until you finally could leave, and you didn't hesitate to run home as fast as you could when Niragi wouldn't pick up his phone.
By the time you arrived, you were full-on panting as you nearly kicked down your door, but everything stopped for you when you saw Niragi sitting on the floor.
He was covered in blood, his glasses were entirely ruined, and his uniform was cut and torn. You quickly approached him and fell down on your knees as you took his face into your hands.
His eyes which were once full of life seemed so dull that it made you want to cry.
You stood up with shaking legs before you stormed towards your door, but before you could even make it out you felt Niragi wrap his arms around you.
“I will kill them all!” You angrily cried out as he sobbed into your hair, which made you cease.
“Y/n,” his pained cry for you made your heart physically hurt as tears streamed down your face.
After the both of you calmed slightly down, you cleaned and healed him before you stayed in bed together for the following two days refusing to let go of one another.
Unfortunately, you both had to get out of your slumbers on Monday morning and so your lives continued, but you made sure to take care of his bully.
Slowly the two of you started healing from the traumatic experience and your lives together seemed to be going better.
That was until you got a call from Niragi.
When he told you that he accidentally pushed his bully down the stairs after he tried to harass him multiple times, you rushed over to the scene.
Fortunately, it didn't happen at school, so there weren't any people around.
The moment you arrived you told Niragi to go to his house which confused him slightly, but he listened to you nonetheless.
When you made sure that he left you walked down all the stairs noticing the splatters of blood that indicated that he had smashed his head.
You approached his body swiftly to see whether he was alive or not, and when you saw that wasn't you knew that Niragi was done for it.
So, you pulled out your phone and called your friends to help you out.
In less than half an hour all the evidence that someone had been murdered here were gone, and you dumped the body in a muddy work zone with cement.
Your friends dropped you off at your apartment, and you made sure to burn everything in it. Thereafter, you demolished your phone and all of your personal belongings until there was nothing left.
The body was found the following morning and as you feared Niragi had been taken in for questioning, but like you planned every suspect would be cleared as soon as they found enough evidence to charge you for the murder.
You hadn't spoken to Niragi in days, but you supervised him to make sure that nothing happened to him.
After a while, you noticed that there were two officers continuously watching him, and you knew that this was the right moment to strike.
Niragi had been quietly strolling in a small alley with the agents around the corner until you yanked him into an alleyway and blocked the entrance, so the cops wouldn't be able to follow you immediately.
You quickly ran while not letting go of Niragi towards an enormous room that was filled with ancient books and shelves.
“Y/n?” He breathed out with wide eyes as the officers were calling for backup while trying to take down the metal doors that separated you from them.
“Lay down and scream for help,” you instructed.
“What? No.”
“Just do it Suguru,” much to your relief he complied and you immediately straddled him which made him blush slightly.
“What are you doing?” Niragi questioned you as you seized a brick and put it beside him.
When you didn't answer, he continued questioning you to the point where he struggled for you to answer him.
When his eyes filled with tears, and it got harder to control him, you had to talk to him again.
“Look at me,” you breathed out through gritted teeth.
“I'm a girl with nothing. No brains, no money, and no future,” as you hovered above him Niragi slightly calmed down trying to ignore the police who were still banging on the doors.
“But I love someone. I want him to have a happy ending,” you continued as tears streamed down Niragi's face.
“I won't leave,” he insisted.
“Suguru,” you mumbled while crying softly.
“I'm not going anywhere,” Niragi once again told you as you caressed his face gently.
“When you grow up. We'll meet again, right?” You smiled through tears as Niragi was full-on sobbing now.
“I'm a minor, they won't do anything to me. By the time you'll graduate from college, I'll be free,” you tried to reassure him as you hovered right above him with your noses touching.
“I love you too,” Niragi blurted, which made you smile slightly before you leaned down to press a gentle kiss against his lips.
When you leaned away after a few seconds, he tried to pursue your lips, but you had to resist him.
“I'm sorry,” you murmured as the police stormed in you punched him in the face before taking the brick, but just before you could even lift it the agents hauled you off him while he continuously sobbed for you.
Days passed, and you were finally charged for the murder of Niragi's bully, but just as you anticipated you received the death penalty.
And so, you spend your final days in a cell for a crime that you didn't even commit, but you refused for Niragi's life to get messed up.
The following day the police officer who had been interrogating both you and Niragi knocked on his door, which he opened.
Niragi's hair was a mess and his glasses had been somewhere discarded on the floor.
“You shouldn't have let y/l/n take charges,” the officer sighed with disappointment and exhaustion after having worked days on your case without sleeping, knowing that it was Niragi who killed the boy and not you.
But despite all of his hard work, he couldn't find enough evidence to prove it.
His partner was skeptical of him and believed that it was you, just because your record wasn't clean while Niragi's was.
“It's crazy, I don't think anyone would take the death penalty for someone else,” he remembers her saying as he shut down his heated computer.
“A teenager would.”
And now he was here in front of the devastated boy, hesitated to tell him your cruel fate.
“I don't know what you're talking about,” Niragi mumbled.
“Y/l/n got the death penalty,” at this revelation Niragi's eyes widened, and he abruptly appeared much more awake.
“You're lying!” Niragi angrily exclaimed while holding on to the door for support.
“No. Y/l/n lied to you. She turned eighteen last week, she isn't a minor anymore.”
Niragi's breath was knocked out of him as he fell down onto the floor. Tears flooded his vision and he couldn't recall what occurred next, only the endless pain that his heart was going through.
All the plans that he made for the two of you were gone. He wouldn't be there the day you'd get out of prison with a broad smile on his face as he engulfed you. He wouldn't be able to begin a life with you where you wouldn't have to protect him, one where you could live in serenity instead of having to fight to get money, and he won't be able to ever tell you again that he loves you more than life itself.
After having passed out on the floor the previous day Niragi surged to get up and get to the police station to confess, so you wouldn’t have to die, but when he got outside it seemed like he was the only person left in Tokyo.
©cupidsheqrt , 2022.
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Peace
Any AIB Character x GN!Reader
REQUESTED? Yes • [No]
WORD COUNT: 787
SUMMARY| It’s one of your worse days, will they be able to catch you this time?
WARNINGS: Mentions of death & suicide, Reader struggles from depression, if I’m forgetting something let me know!
Adm Note: This honestly started off as me venting and I just turned it into a story. Everything I wrote is below the cut! Feel free to imagine any AIB character you want, this takes place in the real world but you remember everything from the borderlands! I am going to sleep, Goodnight/morning/afternoon and I love you all! <3
Standing on the roof of the building, nearing the edge slowly but surely, like a sailor being lured into the water by a sirens song. It's like a wire was wrapped around your body, making you walk closer to the edge but being the only thing keeping you up from the fall. but you didn't hold fear in your body from the possibility that you could fall.
It's not that you truly wished for death but you welcomed the feeling of peace that came with the idea of death. There are many things you wished to accomplish, and experience but was it worth the fight? Was it worth waking up everyday and struggling to find the strength to get out of your bed? Was it worth the not being able to take care of yourself, not getting up to shower or eat?
You didn't know what would hurt the people you cared for more. If you were to let yourself fall from the roofs edge, or if they notice you had slowly been rotting away before their eyes and they were to late to stop it? You knew it was selfish, to put them through that pain just for you to find peace, but you couldn't keep up the act anymore.
The act of going about your life as if you weren't dying inside from the evil whispers of death that plagued your mind daily.
It's like you're drowning, but no matter how fast and hard you swim through the water it's never quick enough. Sometimes it takes years to finally break through the surface, and even then it's not over. At some point you will be swept back into the dark waters and start your struggle all over again.
You can choose to keep fighting against the currant and to find the will to live your life to to fullest, make the happy memories you craved to have with people. You can win your battle, even with tears in your eyes and a burning in your eyes; you can win.
Or you could succumb to the currant and let the water fill your lungs after you blackout, being yet another soul to lose the war with yourself; the kind of soul that is so broken the grim reaper himself sheds tears for you. You can let your demons win, but what would you win? Peace?
Peace would get lonely after a while, and you will watch everyone move on, leaving you in the past, until you were forgotten completely.
Your fingers curled into your palm, battling with your mind once again as your desire to live crawled from the cage it had been trapped in. "Y/N?" That voice caused all the battling to stop, the voice filled with worry at seeing you so close to the edge.
Your shoulders visibly relaxed, you weren't going to leave them; you didn't want them to go through that pain. You didn't want to be the cause of their heart ache, you wanted to protect them from it.
Stepping back down from the ledge, you noticed how they let out a sigh of relief from the corner of your eye. Turning you tried to send them a small smile, but your lower lip trembled as salty tears pooled in your eyes; but that didn't compare to the sting of them watching you like that. Like you would slip through their fingers, like you were grains of sand that would fall from their hands when the wind blew to hard.
They wordlessly walked over and pulled you into them, a hand on your lower back rubbing soothing circles into the fabric of your hoodie; their other hand was cradling the back of your head like you would disappear the moment they let you go.
This was one of your worse days, but they were always there to catch your fall. Maybe, they were your peace. Your safe haven in the middle of the whirling storm of your mind; and even if it's only temporary, you would appreciate every effort they made.
The warmth from the hug radiated pure love and relief as they tried to ground themselves of the fact that you are still here, not caring about the silent tears that had fallen from your eyes and soaked through their shirt as you found comfort in their arms.
You're okay, You're still here. They can still feel your pulse beating heavily. They can still feel your warmth. They can still feel you.
For now, you were okay being in their arms underneath the billions of stars that decorated the skies. Yes, sometimes you had bad days, but moments like this made you remember why you wanted to be alive.
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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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She served. Not a snack, not a meal, girl served a whole buffé😻
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