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archieimagines · 1 year

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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 support me on ko-fi!

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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aly-writes · 9 months

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Hii can I req for chishiya & Niragi with s/o who has low alcohol tolerance and gets flushed red very easily also wayy too clingy. thank uuuuu

i missed writing headcanons lol, but why is it so hard to get the motivation to do it? here is my attempt to get back in the groove (once more), hope it's to your liking

(these requests are SO OLD)

warnings: none

chishiya and niragi with a drunk s/o

chishiya shuntaro

chishiya has never been one for nightlife, so he never had a chance to see how you act under the influence

just from what he did know about you though, he had a general idea that you probably weren't an experienced drinker

so imagine his surprise when his beloved s/o asks him to go to the bar after a rough game?

obviously he hides it well and just sort of goes with the flow

if it was his choice, he'd rather just have you stay back with him and so he could enjoy your company while he tinkered around

you were on the more quiet side so that's typically how your time spent with each other went

just silence between the two of you, basking in each other's presence

the bar was packed (as per usual) the moment you stepped in. it was peak hours, after all

you ordered a drink or two for yourself and offered to do the same for chishiya, but he declined. he took it upon himself to look out for you, and he couldn't do that if was drinking

he wasn't sure what had pushed you to want to come down here, but he had a good idea

the game you had completed was tougher than usual, and only two of the six people sent made it back alive

he held back a smirk as he watched you down your drinks

the way your face scrunched up was cute and he would definitely be teasing you about it

"can't hold your liquor?"

little did he know how factual that statement was

with how fast you guzzled down the alcohol, you were intoxicated nearly ten minutes later

your words started slurring and heat was rising to your cheeks

"chishiyaaaa"

your whines caught his attention, which at the time was directed towards the many people dancing in the center of the room. he was kind of annoyed that his people-watching got interrupted, but the moment he saw your face he couldn't hold back a chuckle

"wow, i guess you really can't hold your liquor. and here i thought i was just joking around"

yeah lol he's a little shit. despite your obvious intoxicated state, he will still tease you to earth's end and back just to get a reaction out of you

fret not, he only does it because he cares about you and lowkey (highkey) craves your responses

at first you were just whiny, but then you kind of spiraled into something a little more. and by a little more, i mean a lot more

chishiya had never seen you so clingy during his entire time of knowing you

you were very hyper-aware of where his head was at during every moment, so you only initiated affection when you knew he was in the mood and the both of you were in a comfortable place to do so

spoiler alert? this was not a comfortable place

you were all over him

trying to kiss his neck, clutching his arm to your chest, rubbing your face against his shoulder. it was almost like you were a completely different person

your pda levels shot through the roof and tbh he really wasn't having it, so he lightly grabbed your arm and led you out of the bar

it took him a second to get you to his room with how drunk you were, and after only two drinks nonetheless?

you were stumbling into the wall, pointing out anything in the general area that caught your eye, and attempting to drag him around to these said things

after a good twenty-minute walk, yall finally managed to make it to his room where he sat you down on the bed

he made sure to provide you with water before sitting next to you, listening to you ramble on and on

don't be fooled by his cool exterior! you were still clingy as hell with him

except now that he was in the comfort of his own room, he didn't feel the overwhelming urge to push you away

he was still a bit hesitant, and for a moment he just sat still while you squeezed him to death

chishiya doesn't initiate things like kisses or hugs. he prefers to stick to the smaller things such as head pats, hand holds, etc.

it's still the same in this case, even if your levels of affection are amplified by the alcohol

we cannot forget that this man works in the medical field, so taking care of people was his job. he's kinda good at that type of thing when he wants to be

he'll open the water bottle for you and make sure you drink it, even if he has to gently grab your chin and open your mouth for you

"'shiya i don't want to-"

"just drink the water, y/n"

after making sure that you're fairly hydrated, his next step is to put you to sleep

while he's sure you're having a great relaxed experience, he'd rather just get this all over with. and unfortunately, the easiest way to do that is for you to pass out

luckily he knows just the right way to do it because he has done it many times before ;)

while you hug him tight, he will pet down your hair and slowly massage your scalp. dear god does that do it for you, and before you know it you're sleepy

he lowers himself onto the mattress with you and after a few more minutes of the pure bliss that is a scalp massage, you're out like a light

chishiya can be a real asshole sometimes, but you'd be surprised at how sweet he can be when you're asleep

he tucks you in and wipes any excess sweat off of your forehead so you can sleep peacefully as possible. he doesn't really want you to deal with a hangover and a terrible night's rest, so he does what he can to make sure you sleep soundly

and lets just say he prepares the room for your hangover in the morning

he has painkillers, water, and is already mentally preparing himself to wake up early and grab your favorite breakfast

when you wake up and ask where all of it came from though, he will definitely pull the "kuina did it" card

because god forbid you have the knowledge that he did something nice for you

be prepared to never be able to let down that you're a total lightweight, he will relentlessly tease you for it

all is in good fun though, you know him quite well and are fully aware that this is how he shows that he loves you

he's a bastard but he's your bastard

when he makes fun of you for your clinginess you cannot stop apologizing, but you know by the way he's smirking he didn't mind too much

niragi suguru

niragi goes out drinking quite often, but you were never really apart of that mix

he mostly just does it to have a little fun, but he gets quite jealous easily so he never really wanted to bring you around

just the thought of some random person eyeballing you pisses him off, so imagine how he would react if it were to actually happen

niragi doesn't purposefully prevent himself from getting into fights with people (if anything, he provokes people for fun), but when it comes to you he tries to keep your relationship relatively peaceful

it wasn't like that at first, but after some convincing from you (which took a very long time) he tends to avoid situations which he knows will put him in a jealous state

you were the one that asked if you could join him for a couple of drinks

you had wanted to spend a little one-on-one time with him and the thought of just hanging around in your room again seemed kind of boring, so you offered to go drinking to spice things up a bit

you were aware of the strings that were attached when it came to hanging out in loud public places with niragi, so you mentally prepared yourself for the overwhelming possessiveness you were about to endure for the night

he has his arm around you basically the entire time you're there

most of his time is spent giving dirty looks to anybody who dares breathe in your direction lol, so unless you tug his sleeve or tap his arm... you probably won't be getting much of his attention

that's until you actually start drinking

the first thing niragi noticed was the stumbling of your feet. you seemed awfully imbalanced for only being on your third drink...?

it was hard to ignore your clumsy steps, but even harder to ignore the way you gently pulled on his arm

after a while you got sick of waiting for him to face you and impatiently grabbed his chin, forcing his eyes to look at your own

LMAO the look on his face when he sees how flushed you are and the drowsy way you're looking at him

you were always so aware of what you were doing, so this version of you was a complete shock to him

and he's even more shocked when you pull him in for a kiss

your lips were hungry for his and there's no way in hell he would reject that, but you were never one for pda

just by being together with niragi, you're going to have to learn to love pda in some type of way simply because that's just who he is

typically, he was the one who initiated affection in public

you never turned him down or pushed him away, but you tended to prefer more simple things in public

which is why this felt a little... weird? niragi was practically addicted to your affection, but you being so clingy in a crowded place felt off

he's not one to turn down your advances, and in fact, he'd gladly take advantage of it

but because you are his s/o, he sometimes catches himself trying to be a little more mindful of what you would want

this is the reason he ultimately drags you out of the bar and back into his room

he still is getting plenty of enjoyment out of your spontaneous clinginess though, basically basking in it as you walk through the halls of the beach

he ends up stopping every few minutes to reciprocate your kisses. he really enjoys them and also doesn't want to leave you hanging lol

i don't really think there's such thing as being 'too clingy' when it comes to niragi

he loves to show you off, which is why he's so keen on pda. he adores when you're the one to initiate any type of affection, it makes him feel wanted and is a huge boost to his ego

is that a good thing or a bad thing? niragi doesn't think so because he's an ass, but lol i'll let you decide

when you do end up back in his room and in a more private setting, he stops holding himself back and allows you to shower him in every ounce of attention you give out

this isn't to say he doesn't take care of you tho, because he does

he's pretty aware of what you're comfortable with and while it's hard to hold himself back, he'd rather you do such things while you're completely sober so you don't end up leaving him

yeah he's a selfish bitch

he's a little less mindful of treating your hangover in the morning simply because he just never thought that far ahead, but he'll definitely cuddle you all you want if you're up to it

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sweet-as-an-angel · 1 year

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Niragi Headcanons

Warnings: 18+, Heavy BDSM, Edging, Overstimulation, Aftercare, Ownership Kink, Marking, Biting, Petnames, Consensual Dub-Con, Consensual Abuse of Physical Strength, Knife Play, Mentions of Blood, Spit Kink, Cum Play, Rough Sex, Dominant Niragi, Submissive Reader, Profanity, No Pronouns used for Reader except ‘You’, etc.

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You’re his. Simple as.

And he makes sure to remind you - and anyone who crosses your path - on a near-daily basis.

Whenever he sees fit, he’ll just corner you and pin you down, telling you to “Calm down, Angel – you’re makin’ me hard,” – his way of warning you that whatever he has planned for you will only worsen the more you struggle.

And his bulge against your back is a very visceral promise of that.

Loves forcing your hands beside or above your head; it reminds you both of how much stronger than you he is – how weak and dependent you are compared to him.

How he owns you.

Bites your throat and shoulders, sucking marks, crafting you a necklace of bruises fashioned by him – his own branded jewels of love.

He’ll make sure they’re visible, too.

He needs to ward off other people from you by leaving his mark, his signature.

If he thinks you’re being bratty or uncooperative, he’ll go to any lengths to break you down until you submit to him entirely.

“You’re not making this any easier for yourself, Love,” he says. “Just tell me why you’re being so infuriating and I won’t bleed you this time.”

Massively into knife play.

Loves hearing you squeak and moan whenever he holds a knife to your throat or drags the blunted edge up your thighs, pressing it to your throbbing, aching core and cutting your underwear open, ravaging you.

He’s so rough when he’s in this kind of mood.

Will pound you until you bleed. Or give out and admit your feelings to him. Either will suffice; yet Niragi knows which he can draw from you first.

And his stamina and endurance are no joke.

He will outlast you in every faculty.

That’s the territory that comes with being a trained killer.

And he will remind you of that constantly.

“How does it feel–” he rasps, pants, as he pounds you from behind, the bed jutting with each thrust, “–to know you’re being fucked by a killer,”

The question is always rhetorical. He just revels in the feeling of you clenching around him when he recalls just how easily he could end you right here, right now.

But he doesn’t. And he never would.

He loves you far, far too much.

But that doesn’t stop him from being straight-up disrespectful.

Orders you to open your mouth, only for him to spit into it whenever he knows or suspects you’re being untruthful.

Also loves covering you in his cum.

His favourite thing is to cum inside you and watch it ooze from whichever holes he’s chosen to abuse that day, but something about covering you in it makes him feral.

Edges you constantly.

Uses your release as a bartering chip.

“Tell me why you’re being such a brat and I’ll let you cum.”

It’s a trap. Your honesty is punished, too.

Once he tears a satisfactory answer from you, he’ll let you - make you - cum.

And as your orgasm is still rolling through you, he’ll keep going. And going. And going.

At first you could assume it’s his bid to fulfill his own needs, but even after he finishes inside you and he simply doesn’t relent, realisation dawns on you.

Your insides are aching, pleading for a moment’s respite. But Niragi doesn’t stop, battering your hole and keeping it stretched over his bulging cock.

There comes a point where you’re banging your fists against his chest, begging him to stop because you’re so sensitive and it hurts, but he ignores you.

“If I were to let up that easily, I wouldn’t get to have any fun. Quite unfair after I let you cum, isn’t it?”

Looks into your eyes as he does it, too.

Will tie you up if he finds your cries and flails to be too bothersome.

Binds you to the bedposts so there’s nothing you can do but watch and feel as he slams into you at such a harsh, killing rhythm that has you thinking whatever’s leaking out of you right now is blood.

Very much into BDSM.

Will use his strength to bend you into whatever shape your body will allow and bind your limbs together, making it entirely impossible for you to break free as he has his way with you.

“You’re mine,” he’d say, grinding the shape of his cock into your walls; and all the while you’re moaning, crying, tears streaming down your face as euphoria tightens in your centre. “Nobody else can have you - please you - the way I can.”

Big fan of punishment, btw.

There are times where he puts you in a cage and just cums on you, making you stay there until his semen is crusting on your skin, makeshift scales on the creature he has reduced you to.

Also gets a kick out of spanking you, either with a belt or his hand.

When he’s feeling particularly cruel, he makes you count them until you reach the limit he has set for you.

And Heaven forbid you lose count, or you both start all over again.

Niragi likes to make sure that every time you try to sit down, you remember him – what he did to you.

When all is said and done, even when you’re used and stuffed and Niragi is milked dry, he is always up for more.

If you insist you can “go another round,” he’ll push you back down onto the bed.

“Oh, is that so, Sweetheart?” he says, looking down at you with mischief. “I might just break you if we go again.”

He’s joking, ofc.

When you're actually spent for the night, he just collapses next to you and looks upon you as if you are god, eyes dark and round.

Though he'd attribute that longing look in his eye to you being too emotional or clutching at straws - simply projecting that which you wanted to see.

Though, he will admit (only to himself), that it does feel nice to be so seen on occasion, but only by you.

Secretly loves to snuggle. All the time.

And he holds you as you’re drifting off to sleep, keeping you flush against his chest, wondering how he got so lucky to have met you.

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life-is-more-than-just-a-game · 3 months

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♠️ Being found in the Borderlands all by your own. ♠️

Summary: You have already been in the Borderlands for a few days and are familiar with the essential components. After a game, you've lost everyone you had a good bond with. You are the only one who was able to survive. Physically and mentally injured, you sit on the side of the road in the middle of the destroyed and desolate Shibuya district. Ready to drop everything - ready to give up - you'll be found by new players who may or may not have the willingness to help you back up when you've fallen so far.

Characters: Arisu, Chishiya & Niragi.

POV: gn!reader

Warnings: Threats, Weapon (Gun)

A r i s u

The sight of you reminds him a little of himself. He knows the look on your face when you stare in the middle of the void and don't make any effort to move from the spot, even though you know exactly how dangerous it is to just stay in one place and do nothing. When Arisu finds you, he immediately knows what's going on inside you, which is why he's already determined to help you in some way. The problem is that he doesn't know how to help you, considering he doesn't even know how to help himself.

And yet he dares to come to you after a moment's hesitation. Slowly, so you don't think he's trying to hurt you, but… even that wouldn't matter to you at that moment.

At least you don't even dare to look at him. You could say that your self-protection mechanism has left you completely. You're not afraid. No grief. Just… well, what do you feel? Nothing. Actually, it's just an oppressive void.

"I like to be part of someone else's suffering."

With these words, Arisu manages to draw your attention to him. He may get a confused, almost bewildered look from you, but it's worth it to him right now.

"All right, you don't have to say anything. Let's just… let's just sit here together for a little while and look into the distance. And if you need someone to talk to, then ... I'll be here."

What a strange guy, you think.

Still ... it's quite nice gesture, of course.

C h i s h i y a

Just on the way to the next game, Chishiya meets you. He actually had better things to do than take care of you, which is why he didn't want to pay attention to you at all, but he finds it strange that you don't respond to anything.

He's just a few feet in front of you and you're looking right at him. His gaze is focused on you, you don't react. He speaks to you with a "Hard Game Finished?" but you sit silently on your spot and don't even make the slightest attempt to give him an answer. Nonsense. Apparently, you didn't even hear him. What if he waves? You're still not moving.

That eventually makes him come over to you, just to see if you're at least reacting to it. It's sad to say nothing's happening here either. Only when he squats in front of you and looks straight into your eyes, do you at least give the reaction of you to move your eyes so that you don't look straight into his. Eye contact has never been your strength.

"Pale. Slight tremor. Indifference."

He doesn't care if you listen to him at all, but the fact is, he's going to have to give up the upcoming game after all.

"A slight shock, it looks like."

Without thinking about it, he sits down on the stony, cold floor, inspecting the wound in your face while keeping a healthy distance from you.

"I can stitch the wound when you come back to reality."

Why is he even telling you this? He'll have to start smiling about it himself. There won't be any feedback from you either way.

"It's okay", he says, "I have time."

N i r a g i

Most people who know him know how impulsive and violent Niragi can be, but as far as you're concerned, you have absolutely no clue. You didn't even mean for him to trip over your legs. You just sit on the floor and try to deal with the straightforward experience somehow. Forget the pictures of your comrades being brutally murdered. But now you are being prevented from doing so by being all the time riddled with a psycho, one might say, whom you have never even seen before in your life.

Normally, you'd apologize for what happened. I don't care if it was really your fault or not. As long as they leave you alone and go back on their way. And if there weren't any excuses, you'd at least take your legs and just walk away to get out of the situation.

Today, however, it is different. You let the curse and the provocation come upon you. Insults pass you by and don't interest you in the slightest. This, however, makes everything feel even worse. Don't you always say you shouldn't get involved with people like that? That you should just ignore them because then they'd stop harassing you? After all, it should be boring to just give monologues at some point, right? Not with Niragi, who will eventually point his gun at you, threatening to kill you if you continue to ignore him.

"Do it," you whisper softly to yourself, which is more than just serious. "Kill me," you continue, "there's nothing keeping me here any more…"

That's where you finally turn to the unknown, whom you have taken out of concept with these words.

He lowers his gun slowly and only looks at you with irritation. Did you really just say that? Did you really just give him permission to kill you with his own hands? To shoot you down?

"Wow."

Even him makes this speechless.

"Looks like someone's already done with their life."

Without saying anything else, he looks down at you in disgust, holding the gun loosely with both of his hands again, before only a bored "Hm" comes over him.

"Freak", he says, leaving you alone from now on.

Luck in unhappiness, you think ...

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kirisunshineboy · 1 year

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Hey there! You would write something abusive boyfriend Niragi x reader at the beach? Like, him being obsessive, smut if you are comfortable with that!!

𝙝𝙞𝙨. | 𝙣𝙞𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞 𝙨𝙪𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙪 𝙭 𝙛𝙚𝙢! 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

☆ 𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: niragi suguru/reader

☆ 𝘎𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: idk, yandere(?

☆ 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: rape/noncon referenced, toxic relationships, possessive behavior, humiliation, jealousy, violence, attempted suicide (not so explicit, I think), beatings, what you would expect from any writing containing Niragi

☆ 𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 2.2k

☆ 𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: "Girlfriend" Ten letters you adored until that day. Until you realized that carrying that title implied to stop belonging to yourself and receive with open arms the marks of love that Niragi gave you.

☆ 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴: Thank you for leaving your request! ♥︎

I really enjoyed writing this, but sorry if the ending is a bit rushed, I really wanted to finish it before I went to sleep. About the smut, there are only references but it's not explicitly narrated, not that it makes me uncomfortable, but I don't know how to narrate it, I'm really sorry! 😭

❕Long paragraphs written in italics narrate the events of the previous night ❕

𝘌𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺! ☆

english isn't my first language

His girlfriend.

Two words that hurt every time someone uttered them.

And that was because they had long ceased to be true. Yes, there was a time when she herself displayed the title with a smile under the gaze of the other Executives, who privately bet on how long it would take Niragi to throw it all away.

Mira was the winner: she gave a maximum of one month, and a day before the deadline, all hell broke loose.

Niragi had never touched her beyond protective and possessive hugs, but that night after the game of spades he took it upon himself to get her drunk on all the alcohol in the bar and then rape her in front of the other members of The Beach who were in the pool. She remembers screaming for help, but only received looks of disgust and pity from the others. No one lifted a finger to help her.

Her torment went on all night; Niragi took her back and forth, fucking her in all the common areas to show everyone who she belonged to.

"I don't want to... Please-"

"Who said anything about wanting? You're a selfish bitch, it's not about you. It's about what I want. And I want to keep using this pretty hole of yours until I'm satisfied."

His girlfriend no longer existed. She was now so shattered that she couldn't even remember her own name, and it had been a long time since she had tried to do so. All of her had been reduced to two aliases that depended entirely on Niragi's mood:

Sweetheart when his mood was acceptable (or he had hurt her so badly that he felt slightly guilty).

Desperate whore when he was upset (almost always).

The rest of the people simply recognized her as Niragi's property, and that was enough for them to avoid her like the plague because no one wanted to get into trouble with him. Not even the Executives dared to speak to her or acknowledge her presence. That was the best thing for everyone.

For everyone other than her, of course.

She opened her eyes slowly, feeling them moisten from the contact with the sunlight slipping through the curtains. Her body felt heavy and she couldn't feel her left arm. She sat carefully on the bed searching the room for some sign of Niragi's presence, and could almost breathe easy when she realized she was alone.

Almost, because the sound of the lock opening caused what little strength she had mustered to flee her body in a matter of seconds. A tray peeked through the door followed by Niragi's slender frame. He smiled as soon as he saw her conscious.

“Ah, I'm glad you're awake. I was planning on making you do it myself in case you were still asleep.” He walked to the edge of the bed and set the tray down in front of her. He watched her shrink back and bring her knees to her chest, hugging herself. Niragi frowned as he noticed how she avoided his gaze. “Eat.” He ordered giving her a light tap on the leg.

She held her position.

"Listen sweetheart, I won't say it one more time. Eat." His voice was threatening. She looked at the tray and took the plate of fruit that was there, starting to eat silently. Niragi brushed a lock of her hair out of her face and she shivered from the contact. When she was finished with the contents of the plate, she set it down on the tray again and returned to her original posture.

Niragi noticed how tightly she held the bandages over her left wrist and realized they were stained with blood. He picked up the tray and set it down on a nearby piece of furniture and then turned to where she was and bent down to carry her.

"What are you doing?"

"Let's give you a bath, you're a disgusting cutie right now."

He came into the bathroom and left her sitting on the toilet. "Undress" She obeyed as he prepared the tub with hot water. Niragi was aware that her body ached and knew that he was responsible, so it was his duty to take care of her. That and for no reason would he let anyone else do it. Only he could break and fix his doll. When he felt the right water, he poured a generous amount of bubble soap on her and turned to look at her. She was covering her body awkwardly.

How cute, Niragi thought, she's still embarrassed that I'm looking at her.

The thought of moving her arms to leave her exposed to him crossed his mind for a moment, but he let it go. It would allow her to retain a modicum of modesty this time. He lifted her back up to carefully deposit her in the tub. He took shampoo and began to massage her scalp gently. Niragi felt his pants begin to tighten as he noticed how vulnerable she was. He might as well get into the tub and abuse her until he made her cry with pleasure....

But no. He decided that, for once, he would leave her alone. At least as far as his self-control would allow. He began to wash her body carefully, scrubbing at her arms with a sponge.

"I can do it alone.” she murmured.

"No, you can't," Niragi replied with annoyance in his voice. He was surprised that, after so much, she was still trying to put up a fight. He took her left arm and began to remove the bandage covering her wrist. The fresh scar adorned it like a bracelet. Niragi gently pressed down on the cut. "Does it hurt?" he asked.

She nodded. She gasped in pain when Niragi accidentally splashed her with hot water.

"This is something you could have avoided if you weren't such a selfish bitch" Niragi barked with a hint of anger in his voice. Memories of her in that same tub the night before clouded his vision.

He had returned from a game ready to unload the adrenaline with her and the next thing he knew the bathroom floor was covered in blood with her unconscious in the center.

Niragi had rushed to squeeze the wound on her wrist to stop the flow of blood as he ran to the infirmary in search of Ann. The woman looked shocked for a few minutes until she seemed to regain her composure and ordered her to leave her on the gurney. Niragi went to get painkillers while Ann tried to bring her back to consciousness.

"Let go of me," was the first thing she said to Ann as she opened her eyes.

"What?"

"Let me die" she asked in desperation tearing her throat. "Please tell him you couldn't do anything..." The babbling came out of her mouth awkwardly. Ann felt her heart constrict.

"You know I can't do that. You know well what he's capable of."

Tears began to well up in her eyes. Ann clenched her fists.

"You're the one who makes him have some sanity."

Ann had spoken the truth. That was what all the Executives thought. That was why they had let Niragi do whatever he wanted with her. She was their scapegoat, the sacrifice they had to make to keep the peace on The Beach.

When Niragi took her back to the room, he took it upon himself to chastise her for her cowardice. "Do you really hate me so much that you'd rather die than be with me?" he bellowed in a mixture of rage and pain. What she remembers before she fell unconscious is nodding and feeling Niragi's body pounce on her.

Once all traces of blood, semen and tears were wiped from her, Niragi wrapped her in a towel and carried her back into the room, laying her on the bed. He tossed her one of his shirts and waited for her to get dressed.

"I have a surprise for you." He told her when she was ready. Niragi smiled proudly as he showed her the pair of handcuffs he had gotten from Hatter in exchange for participating in ten more games.

She opened her eyes in surprise. The handcuffs meant they would come out. Niragi only allowed her to be outside only to participate in the games and he always accompanied her. He reached over and placed one handcuff on her right wrist, then locked the other on his own arm.

"Where are we going?" she asked with a knot in her stomach. Niragi ignored her voice and walked out of the room, dragging her with him.

"'Sweetheart, I thought I told you I don't like questions."

They walked through the hallway amidst curious glances until they reached the dining room of The Beach. Niragi murmured. "I thought you might like to stretch your legs. I hear going for a walk is good for pets."

He stopped in front of a table away from the others and ordered her to sit down. He removed the metal from his wrist and closed it around the base of the table, leaving her with no way to leave.

"I'll go get our food," he reported. "Don't do anything stupid, sweetheart."

Saying this, Niragi walked away to the buffet area. She stood motionless, casting quick glances around. She didn't see any familiar faces, but that didn't make much difference. No one would help her anyway, and she wasn't going to ask them to. She kept fiddling with one end of the bandage that had moved out of place until she noticed a presence beside her.

She raised her head expecting to see Niragi, but panic spread through her body when she saw that it wasn't him. A guy who looked about her age was looking at her worriedly.

"Are you okay?" The stranger asked with a grimace. Her curious eyes traveled over the bruises reaching to see on her body, stopping at the handcuffs. She ignored the guy hoping he would take the cue and walk away.

He didn't.

"Hey, tell me what's going on...why are you wearing those handcuffs? Did someone-?"

"Let go of me." She interrupted him.

"What?"

"Don't talk to me and walk away."

The guy folded his arms, the expression of distress expanding. "How can you say that, it's obvious someone is hurting you! It's my duty to help you."

Nervousness showed on her face. She glanced behind him, fearful that Niragi would see her with someone nearby.

"This is none of your business. I'm fine. Just leave me alone already." Her tone was more pleading than annoyed. "Please spare me any more trouble."

The guy was new to The Beach, that much was obvious. Otherwise he wouldn't have approached her. Apparently no one had warned him yet about Niragi and his... pet.

"Look, it's okay. I'm going to get you out of those cuffs and take you to some Executive to help you" The guy gave her a reassuring smile then touched her cuffed arm. She instinctively looked over to where Niragi was and found that he was already watching the scene.

"Run" she whispered to the boy as she saw Niragi approaching with pure anger flashing in his pupils. When the boy followed her gaze, he met Niragi's fist directly in his face.

"Who gave you permission to touch my things!" he shouted angrily at him. The boy's nose was bleeding. The stranger looked at her as if seeking help, but Niragi grabbed him by the chin and forced him to look at him. "Didn't they ever teach you to keep your nose out of other people's business?"

"I didn't-" Another blow. Niragi had kneed him in the stomach. He turned to her. "What did this jerk say to you?"

"Nothing..."

"Don't lie!" Niragi threw another punch that knocked him to the ground. She shrieked in terror. "Are you going to tell me or wait for me to reduce him to a pool of blood?"

"He just asked me if I was okay!" she sobbed, covering her ears so she wouldn't hear the boy's whimpers.

Niragi let loose another kick to the body beneath him. The other people in the dining room watched everything in silence. "Thanks for worrying about her, you idiot. She's perfectly fine under my care" he bellowed with a sadistic grin on his face.

"S-sorry" whispered the boy on the floor.

"I never said you could talk" Niragi replied before delivering another kick straight to his face. She could have sworn she heard his nose crack.

"Stop it, Niragi, please" she begged. Tears were already running down her cheeks. The boy had only wanted to help her.

Niragi gave her a disdainful look and turned away from the body on the ground. "I'm done with him, doll. I doubt he'll get up after this." He removed her handcuffs and grabbed her tightly by the bandaged wrist.

"It hurts!" she screamed trying to wriggle free.

Niragi tightened his grip pulling her out of the dining room. "I'm not finished yet," he warned, "I have to punish the little bitch who talked to a stranger and let them touch her."

#niragi fic #niragi smut #niragi alice in borderland #niragi x reader #niragi #aib niragi #niragi suguru #niragi headcanons #niragi suguru x reader #niragi fanfiction #niragi angst #niragi interaction #aib season 2 #aib fanfic #alice in borderland x reader #alice in borderland #imawa no kuni no alice #suguru niragi x reader

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prodbyblush · 1 year

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Can you please do Pre-Borderland Niragi Headcannon?

Maybe like a 'What kind of Boyfriend he is before (teleporting to?) borderland' ~❤️~

ｎｏｗｌｏａｄｉｎｇ …

▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ 100%

ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇ!

・❥・requested

→ fem!reader

• prior to dating, things were a little awkward between you two. high school!niragi's not used to being this close to a girl before! especially if the girl is you, his crush. • mans consults how to impress his crush through shoujo mangas and romance dramas. he hopes she doesn't read nor watch these shows too nor find him lame- • really he's trying! • but there are cases wherein you'd have to lead him. • like kissing! • he may not be able to defend himself from his bullies but he's very protective towards you. doesn't want anything happening to his precious. • likes it when you make him those cute bento boxes with edible stickers and a love note for him to read! in return, he lends you some of his manga volumes he thinks you'll like! • for him, everything is a date! • studying together? a date. walking home together? a date. eating lunch together? a date. • he may not tell you, but he gets jealous when another guy talks to you. honestly thinks you'd be much better with a guy who can fend himself. • in which he gets pouty and sulks to himself afterwards. • please reassure him that he's worthy of being your boyfriend! • in your words, he finds comfort. • honestly, when shark week comes, he'd ask his mom on what to do. • and you best believe that he has a small bag filled with those necessities! • doesn't care if he's the big spoon or the small spoon. as long as he's in your arms, everything else doesn't matter. • undoubtedly, you are the best thing to ever come into his life. • like he knows he's become a void due to the constant and severe bullying he's faced but to finally meet and have someone who's like a walking sunshine? whatever did he do to have someone like you in his life? • pre borderland!niragi's love language is quality time. • in his eyes, you are the most beautiful person.

TAGS: @retrospacealien @chishiya-of-diamonds @ang3liclov3ly @kenqki @shadowheads-shitshow @lunoxxy @supercoffeeblogs @laylasbunbunny

#imawa no kuni no alice #imawa no kuni no arisu #alice in borderland #alice in boderland x reader #niragi x y/n #niragi x reader #suguru niragi #niragi suguru #niragi alice in borderland #aib niragi #niragi headcanons #niragi imagine #aib x reader #aib x you #niragi suguru x reader #niragi suguru x you #suguru niragi x reader

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suguriin · 7 months

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Deck of Wonders: Akrasia

I know it’s been an agonizing month since I’ve announced the Niragi fic rec so here it is! <3

Warning!- There will be a section that contains smut fics so if you are uncomfy pls do not go over that area! (Especially those who are not mature enough to read)

These are the emojis that represent the genre: ( adding a new genre because it’s niragi >:| )

Dark - 🥀

Angst - 🌊

Fluff - 🍭

Series - 📚

Personal Fav - 🦢

^ - indicating same the author from above

I’ll be tagging the creators so give them the love they deserve! Thanks again for checking this blog out!

Strangelove 🌊🦢 - @syntheticfoxfire

You’re Everything You Once Hated 🌊🥀 - @sleeping-on-cracking-ice

call me by your name 🌊 - @sucx2bi

In Betweenin’ 🌊🥀🦢(?) - @littlewriterfullofwords

Hot Gum 🌊🍭(?) - ^

Bloody Comfort 🥀(?) - @keysmashingfantasies

Dangeruous Lovers 🍭 - @24hlevi

under the white light 🍭 - @jhynka

Irresponsibily Stupidly Losing You 🌊🥀🦢 - @sery-chan-13

Don’t Care 🌊🥀(?) - @girl8890

Antifragile 🌊🍭🦢 - @kkurades

Come Back Home 🌊 - @niragi-in-borderland

Other places, familiar faces 🌊 - @fireofjudgement

Every inch of you is perfect to me 🍭 - @bangtaninborderland

First Kiss 🌊🍭 - @planetariumwriting

I only play these games ‘cause you’re playing them, too. 📚🌊🍭 - @itsnamjoonssi

uncover 🌊🍭 - @prodbyblush

Love Is Chaos 📚🌊🍭 - @bts-story

WARNING: This section contains SMUT fics (those who are uncomfy avoid this section!) (tbh theres prob more smut fics than the PG rated fics lmao)

Niragi’s Favorite Toy 🥀🌊🍭🦢 - @niragis-thot

his. 🥀🌊🦢 - @kirisunshineboy

not so mr. nice guy 🥀(?) - @xy4n1d3

Blow. My. Brains. Out. 🦢 - @bangtaninborderland

The Pain Before 📚🥀🌊🍭🦢 - @niragisimp (my awesome moot ! ilysm <3)

only you 🥀(?) - @dracoscum

messy for me 🦢 - ^

Tease - @peachesnscream

OFF LIMITS 🍭(?) - @aliceinnaughtyland

Nasty Games 🥀🌊 - @kinkyniragi

Always you 🦢 - @so-many-fandoms-here

(another lovely moot mwah mwah ! 🫶)

paralysed 🥀🌊 - @niragiinborderland

CNC (kinktober) - @tofuxtea

NSFW Alphabet - @brdpch

Carnal Restraint 🌊 - @writeformesinpie

A helping hand 🌊🍭 - @overthinkingaddict

Maniac. 🥀 - @suhyoung-hoes

Headcanons 🍭(?) - @sweet-as-an-angel

Wanna Get Drunk and Nasty? - @nacho-privayuna

Sweet Distractions 🍭 - @fireofjudgement

Master/Pet dynamics - @munsonsvamp

Treasure 🥀(‼️) - @creamwh0re

note: i remember reading this one niragi fic where i think the reader is like new(?) or a doctor and then aguni brings niragi to readers room because he was like trapped in like a freezer (game) so she takes care of him I CANT FIND IT 😔

#aib #alice in borderland #niragi x you #niragi suguru x reader #niragi suguru #niragi #niragi x reader #suguru niragi #suguru niragi x reader #niragi smut #niragi angst #niragi fluff #chishiya #chishiya x reader #fic recs #suguru niragi x you #shuntaro chishiya #chishiya shuntaro #aib imagines

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halbravd · 1 year

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aib characters and how they fuck you.

characters: chishiya shuntaro, ryohei arisu, kuina hikaru, niragi suguru, sunato banda.

content warning: don’t read if you’re under eighteen, gender neutral reader.

chishiya fucks you with passion. it’s hard for someone like him to fall in love, but when he does, he does fall hard. it’s sometimes agonizingly slow and deep, sometimes fast and rough, but never brutal. he’s not a vocal type of guy but all you need to know can be seen through his eyes — always on you, one of his hands gently pinning your hips down while the other is wrapped around your shoulders to keep you as close to him as he can. it’s his own personal way to express his love and admiration for you, his lips travelling from your closed eyelids to your lips, swallowing your moans as he keeps pleasuring both you and himself.

arisu fucks your with all the love he has to give. he worships every inch of your body, always reminding you about how gorgeous you are. he kisses your insecurities away, holds your hands in his, making sure your pleasure comes first at all time. ‘is it okay if i do this?’ — always asks for permission whenever he’d like to try something you, his eyes glued on yours to find the smallest bit of pain or discomfort. his biggest fear is to hurt you so he’s always very careful, handling you like you’re a porcelain doll.

kuina fucks you with devotion. it’s always painfully sweet and gentle, her hands all over your body from cupping your face to caressing your lower back, tracing imaginary patterns all over the skin. there’s no such things at not taking her time with you — you’re the canvas and she’s the artist, painting your body with the marks her teeth and lips leave behind. kuina talks a lot: tells you how pretty you look today, about the things she’d love to do to you, how good you make her feel. communication is always on top of her list and it makes things so much more enjoyable.

niragi fucks you like it’s his last time. there’s nothing sweet, nothing gentle in the way niragi pins your hands above your head, biting your shoulder and your neck, venomous words dripping off his lips like venom. but somehow, there’s also desperation and need, and it’s almost painful to notice. he hates being vulnerable, and he hates it even more to feel something other than hatred and disgust for someone. so he fucks his own frustration out of you, desperately hoping to be freed from those feelings that make him despise his own self when in fact, it brings him closer to his downfall.

banda fucks you just to feel something. he craves for this — to finally feel that euphoria pumping through his veins, to see his body reacting so easily every time you touch him. don’t get him wrong though, he’s not doing this for you and he doesn’t care if he hurts you in the process: he won’t stop until his mind is filled with satisfaction, and that, most of the times, takes a lot of time and rounds. he’s rough, he manhandles you like you’re nothing but a rag doll made to satisfy his needs, and he doesn’t even care if you didn’t get to enjoy the moment as long as he did.

#alice in borderland x reader #alice in borderland #chishiya shuntaro x reader #chishiya x reader #arisu ryohei x reader #arisu x reader #niragi x reader #niragi suguru x reader #kuina x reader #banda x reader #sunato banda x reader

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archieimagines · 1 year

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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 support me on ko-fi!

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.”

#chishiya x reader #niragi x reader #ann x reader #kuina x reader #chishiya imagine #niragi imagine #ann imagine #kuina imagine #alice in borderland imagine #alice in borderland headcanon #alice in borderland preference #niragi suguru x reader #ann rizuna x reader #kuina hikari x reader #rizuna ann x reader #aib imagine #aib headcanon #aib preference #written by archie

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aly-writes · 9 months

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Hey, I just read your aib fics and I really enjoyed them. So if it’s alright with you, can I ask for chishiya and Niragi with a burnout s/o who is unmotivated even though she actually has potential. Ty!:)

hello? is this a comeback? i'm actually not sure, i've been in the mood to write and decided to try and get back in the groove with one of the old requests sitting in my inbox. this may be a little rusty, but here it is (a year or so late, sorry!) also, totally had to relearn tumblr formatting lol

this is kind of all over the place but i think it's decent for my first time writing in a year and a half!

notes: chishiya's is pre-borderland, both are in college :)

warnings: maybe ooc chishiya? idk

niragi and chishiya with a burnt out s/o

chishiya shuntaro

the burnout wasn't sudden, so he had seen you at your peak

you had been a top performer at whatever you put your mind to. in your case, it had been your studies

both of you were going into similar fields, so he knew how tedious the work could be. even so, you managed to do it diligently and relatively painlessly

he had seen your love for learning firsthand. it was a common event to go out to lunch together and hear you ramble about whatever your professor lectured about that day

things didn't take a turn fast, but he was observant

he noticed your enthusiasm drop ever so slightly. the stars in your eyes dimmed over time and certain subjects turned into taboo topics around you

your usual "i wonder what we'll be learning today" turned into "professor's lesson will probably be useless again"

it seemed that you weren't even noticing it yourself with how subtle the change was. it happened over a few months and took you by surprise

all of a sudden, you were questioning everything about your life

"i should just drop out"

"what's the point anyway?"

these questions soon became a daily thing

soon enough, you stopped showing up to your daily lunches with him

chishiya likes to give off the impression that he couldn't care less. and for most people, that's the truth. but you aren't most people, and he genuinely cares about you

so of course he's concerned the first time you cancel on him.

he had shown up at the usual meeting spot and waited for you for at least ten minutes before he sent you a text. you were always punctual, so this was very out of the norm

your response was "sorry, had something come up. maybe next time?"

he decided to accept it, but before he knew it, next time never came

before either of you knew it, the things you loved to do soon became a chore

you came to dread school and stopped showing up at all. your motivation was in the gutter and the things that came easy in the past were now the hardest things ever

it felt like you were dragging yourself around. you were forgetful and the littlest things began to get under your skin

the worst part about it? you knew you could do better, you just couldn't bring yourself to perform the way you used to

chishiya knows you have potential. he had seen it himself. because you're important to him, he's willing to do what it takes to nurture that potential back into what it once was.

is chishiya the best at talking about feelings? definitely not. but he's clever and understands people at the deepest part of their core. he'll flip a tactic usually used for his own gain into something to help you out

he isn't very direct about what he's doing, he just kind of shows up one day and does it

he'll ask you about your classes and what you like and don't like. he brings it up as small talk but takes mental notes to bring up later

when you spout out something negative or cynical about your classes, he tries to guide you into a position where you'll have to reframe it into something positive

"god, i just can't stand this subject. i don't understand why they bring it up so often"

cue his tactful reply "if you know so much, won't it be easy for you to best anybody else there if the occasion arises?"

"yeah... i guess you're right."

he'll start walking you to class when he has the time to, that way you don't have an excuse to not go to school

chishiya prefers a hands-off approach. he cares about your feelings, but he would much rather observe from a distance and discreetly help you. he's not much for mushy-gushy stuff like a talk about your feelings

when he finally starts noticing your motivation spiking a bit, he couldn't be more relieved

if anybody were to ask him, he would verbally tell them that he was just grateful he wouldn't have to put up with you anymore (but we all know that isn't true :) deep down he only wants you to be the best person you can be)

overall...

chishiya loves you, truly. despite common belief among your peers, he doesn't want to see you fail and will do what he can to assist you given he doesn't have to talk to you about it face-to-face

niragi suguru

putting this as nicely as possible? niragi is dogshit when it comes to noticing stuff like this

unlike chishiya, if you want him to help you, you're going to have to be the one to tell him how you're doing

niragi is a very physical person, but lacks on the emotional side, so he can be a little intimidating if you want to talk about stuff like that

when you come up to him and break the news that you're starting to get burnt out, he really doesn't know how to respond at first

you had been doing fine, so what's with this all of a sudden?

he thinks your emotions are sudden and off-putting. he doesn't realize that they've been brewing for a while

maybe if he weren't a militant it would be different, but his priorities are all over the place

he enjoys running around the place with a gun, but he also enjoys his time with you. it's a little hard for him to balance both

when you finally sit him down and explain, he starts to get it

even if he finds it sudden, he's willing to listen. you're his partner after all, his self-proclaimed number one

you explained to him how tired you were from the games. how exhausted your mind was and how difficult it was to drag yourself out of your room on game days

considering you had been a high-ranking member due to how many cards you raked in during your stay at the beach, he was kind of thrown off

he didn't expect you to be struggling with the thing you were best at, but oh boy is he devoted to getting you back to where you were prior to your burnout

niragi will cut any corner and destroy anything in his way to achieve a goal. especially if that goal pertains to you

niragi is majorly possessive of you. if he knows you're unhappy, his brain immediately jumps to the thought that it will lead to you being unhappy with him. he doesn't like this thought, so he will fix it no matter what

he'll get you your favorite things. you want something specific for dinner? he'll go into the kitchen and threaten the cooks to make it. he notices somebody stressing you out or giving you a hard time? it's safe to say you won't be seeing them anytime soon

his way of dealing with your burnout is just trying to make you as happy as possible. he thinks that happiness will motivate you more, which will get you back in the groove

niragi understands very well how good you are at what you do, which is partly why he tries so hard

you had talent. one of the very few that did well at almost any type of game, not matter the suit

you shined brightest while doing your best, and damn does niragi love to see you shine

seeing you outplay everybody else gives him a thrill that can't be matched, which is the entire reason he got infatuated with you in the first place

overall...

while it may not be the healthiest mentality, niragi likes you the most when you're in top condition. it reminds him of why he fell for you and chose you out of anybody in the beach

when you're at your best and he's at his best, you could basically rule the world

because of these specific things, once he's aware of your burnout, he won't rest until you're feeling better

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rianslibrary · 6 months

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Lap Dog // aib

niragi sugaru x gn!reader

genre :: smut, just smut

word count :: 495

summery :: in which you teach aguni's lap dog a new trick c:

warnings :: smut (not really graphic), established 'relationship', dom/sub dynamic, sub!niragi, dom!reader, restraints, gagged, implied edging, choking, petplay if you squint, niragi can be a good boy sometimes

notes :: i don't typically post my writing. its all for myself. but i found this old drabble and thought someone else out there might enjoy it.

You’d taken to calling him Aguni’s lap dog. He was an obnoxious thing, always yipping at the most inappropriate times and nipping at every innocent passerby. He interjected himself unnecessarily into any situation. He was arrogant and cocky in some of the most unflattering ways.

But despite his insistent barking and stupid studded lolling tongue like a panting mutt you found him… delightful.

When it was just the two of you tucked away in private like this, it was easy to understand why. You crouch to his level and cradle Niragi’s face with both hands; Dark, blown out eyes search for your own in a haze. Gently you catch some of the spittle pooling from under the silicone bit wedged between his teeth.

“You’ve been such a good boy, haven’t you?”

Wordlessly, he attempts to lean into the touch, but the sound of clinking chain links stops him before the collar can tighten any further. You can’t help but admire the way the metal dips into the column of his neck. You can’t help but look in wonder at how taut his shoulders are from the nylon chord carefully climbing up his arms. You can’t help but look in reverence at just how hard his cock was straining against it’s own leather collar you’d placed at its base.

This man. This stupid fucking man.

Straddling his kneeling lap, you showered his face in gentle kisses, being sure to place one on each of those stupid piercings that made your stomach flip. The whole time you showered him in praises.

'Look at you, you’re so beautiful.', 'You’re being so good for me.', 'I’m so proud of you.'

Niragi was lost in the attentions, distracted as you unlatched the gag. Grabbing him by that mess of black hair and finally catching his mouth with your own is a relief for both of you. It was the first time tonight you’d given yourself the chance to taste him properly – unfair as it was since you’d so graciously allowed him to taste you.

He moaned again, low and guttural. You couldn’t help but chuckle lowly.

“You have to tell me what you want, pet.”

His dark eyes were still glossed over. His face and chest was still slick with a sheen of his own saliva. Your eyes followed that studded tongue as it darted across his bottom lip.

His request was resolved and sure despite the absolute mess of himself, “I want you to fuck me.” Oh, that went straight through you. But alas you tilted your head, coercing the remainder of the request. He hesitated this time, “Please.” You grinned, leaning deathly close to his lips knowing well that he couldn’t reach you with the chain links already digging so deep into the soft flesh of his throat.

He was going to have to concede one way or another, “Master. I want you to fuck me, please.”

Niragi may be Aguni’s lap dog. But he was your bitch.

#niragi x reader #niragi suguru x reader #x reader #aib x reader #i think that's all i'm gonna bother tagging #i know theres a fuckton of warnings for this short of a drabble but i just like to be careful #anyway wanted to get that out into the universe bye c:

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life-is-more-than-just-a-game · 3 months

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♠️ How aib males comfort you having your period. ♠️

A/N: So, I got something in my mind because it's literally my time to shine ... maybe this makes me feel a little better. 🫠

Summary: You're fighting for life and death, nobody understands why the streets are empty or how you got to the Borderland in the first place, and as if all that wasn't stressful enough, you also get your period. It feels like anything is possible here, but your body is definitely no exception. On an evening when everyone at the beach is trying to have a good time, you prefer to stay in your room and snuggle up in your bed while you pout to yourself and don't feel like doing anything.

Characters: Aguni, Arisu, Chishiya, Karube & Niragi.

POV: fem!reader

Warnings: Not given.

A g u n i

Not gonna lie, I guess Aguni would be the man a woman would need the most in that time of the moth. I see him as someone who wouldn't be too intrusive but also doesn't make you feel like he doesn't care about you. He knows you well enough to know that chasing you out of bed or out of your room is pointless. As number one, he has to hold the position at the Beach, but that doesn't stop him from at least checking up on you.

And when he finds you in the room, as expected, he prefers to just stand at the door and look at you from there, asking something like:

"Do you need something?" "Are you in a lot of pain?" "Can I do something for you?" "Wanna be alone?"

Aguni is a man. He isn't just a boy anymore who would play down your suffering - your pain - or exaggerate it. Want him to leave? He will. Want him to join you for a moment? He will. Want some cookies or some other snacks and candies? He will bringt them to you.

It's that easy for him, there is nothing to discuss about.

A r i s u

Different from Aguni, Arisu would be the one who is the less experienced in that kind of topic. I can imagine he wouldn't even understand whats going on. So he asks you lots of questions, when he realizes you aren't with your and his own friends but instead lay in bed, impassive.

"Y/N, is something wrong?" "Did something happen?" "Has someone important-?" "I don't understand why you are in such a bad mood. Please, tell me, I can't help when I don't know what's wrong with you."

Let's be honest: yes, in the first place some of us girls and young women would feel a little annoyed by all his questions, but it's not his intention to! So, we shouldn't be such bitches and tell him at least the truth:

"I got my period today and ... yeah, that's it."

He may not have much experience with it, but we all know he's not stupid.

"Well ... I saw a plate of chocolate chip cookies in the lobby earlier. Shall I steal them and bring them up to you?"

Yes, king, please, steal the cookies ... ! 🫶🏻✨

C h i s h i y a

Definitely the most annoying and strenuous of all. Sorry, you know I love you, but you just know too much!

"From a medical point of view, physical activity relieves the pain of cramps." "Carbonated drinks should be avoided. The same goes for drinks with caffeine. This only exacerbates the pain." "Heat can help. And I'm not talking about the warmth provided by your comforter, but by hot water bottles or warm teas, for example - while we're on the subject of drinks."

Good tips, but nothing you want to hear in moments like these. No, really, we won't, darlin'.

"Don't you have anything better to do right now than bother me with your factual knowledge, Chishiya?"

He and Niragi would be the two most likely to awaken the monster in you.

"There are enough days left on my visa." "Means there is enough time to bother you with my factual knowledge."

... At least he takes his time for you and spends his day with you in bed, you can't deny you enjoy this a lot, honey. Neither can I ...

K a r u b e

A mixture of Aguni and Arisu, I think. I don't think he would be that calm like Aguni is and I don't think he would be as lost as Arisu is in that kind of topic. Karube knows that we normally get our period again every month, the only question is how long you've been a couple.

You have to get to know behaviors. Aguni is a man with a little more life experience than most. For him, all kinds of behavioral changes in women are not without reason and are often obvious- but for Karube? Hard to say, but as loyal and optimistic as he is, I think you will have good cards with him at your side.

At least he can see that you're not doing well. The reason doesn't matter at this point, only the fact counts for him and he automatically makes it his goal to see you laughing again, or at least smiling. So, Karube would stay with you in bed, no matter what. Except his visa says he will die tonight, then sorry, we have to let him go for a game ...

Time in bed includes much of cuddles, less talking but much little kisses all over your face, especially when it comes to your forehead and your cheeks. And when you look up to him, he will take the chance putting you a small kiss on the tip of your nose, finally making you giggle a little.

He loves hearing your laugh- most when he is the reason for it.

N i r a g i

I don't know why, but I just can't hate him, help.

The past often plays a major role in how a person develops over the course of their life. Niragi didn't have it easy back then and you are aware of that. But that's also why you're aware that he's not the best person to talk to in cases like this.

You can try to deal with it on your own, but that won't do you any good. And you can't hide anything from him either, which is why he will come up with the idea of visiting you in your room all by himself at some point. When he finds you, he just looks at you in irritation and says things that aren't bad, but in view of your situation … well, let's just say he is not that good with words and he can be happy that you know it.

"Laying in bed all day?" "What's that pout on your face, has someone upset you?" "Come on, let's get moving, the fun is just beginning."

And when you tell him, you are in a bad mood and he should just leave you alone, he is saying something he'll maye regret in just a few seconds ... or minutes ... or never.

"Why are you kicking me out now, are you on your period or-"

Believe me, Niragi IS regreting what he was saying. From that moment on, where you just sat up, gripping one of the pillows next to you, only to immediately throw it at him. Thanks to his reflexes, he is able to catch it- now he is just speechless, staring at you with his mouth, formed as an "o".

"I- ... Gotta get you some snacks."

"You better do, Suguru."

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kirisunshineboy · 10 months

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𝙞 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙨𝙤 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙢𝙚 | 𝙣𝙞𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞 𝙨𝙪𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙪 𝙭 𝙛𝙚𝙢! 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

☆ 𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨: niragi suguru/fem! reader

☆ 𝘎𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦: angst

☆ 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION ‼️ this story includes mentions of rape, trauma, and overall is a mixture of angst, fear, and upsetting pity.

☆ 𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 4,1K

☆ 𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: the reader is Niragi's partner and has been kidnapped by some thugs from The Beach, this is narrated from when Niragi rescues her and focuses mainly on how he deals with the reader's traumas that resulted from the rape and kidnapping.

☆ 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴: originally this wasn't going to be posted because it was a way to release my stress, but my tumblr account is inactive because of the block I have so I give you this four thousand plus word shit, don't be hard on me. And yes, there is a lot of Niragi ooc.

Remember that this has sensitive issues, nor do I say that they are treated in the best way, in fact. It is fiction and literally just comfort reading, Niragi for no reason would act like this and we all know it. With that said, enjoy! ♥︎ oh, and english isn't my first language!

The woman shrank in place when she heard the door to the room open. There were fluttering footsteps and she began to tremble believing that the men had come again to hurt her. At this point her notion of time was completely evaporated, she didn't know if she had been captured for only hours or long days. The only thing going through her head was the sickening feeling of being in her own skin and a deep sadness that bore a first and last name. Niragi Suguru.

When she had been kidnapped from Niragi's room at The Beach, she believed he would come to save her quickly. But now that hope was slowly fading between her whispers. What if he himself had offered her to such men? What if he didn't consider her important enough to seek her out? She was aware of the coveted position Niragi held in utopia, surely he had already taken another woman and forgotten her.

Tears fell from her eyes again, which were accompanied by groans of terror as footsteps stopped beside her. She heard a familiar voice whispering her name and thought she was going mad. Her blindfolded eyes wouldn't allow her to see anything, but she still mustered the courage to ask.

"Ni-niragi?" she sobbed with a thread of hope. She hoped her mind wasn't playing tricks on her. "Is that you?"

The guy next to her moved closer and got down to her level on the ground, she could hear choked gasps coming from his throat. When she got no response, she crawled to the nearest wall, what if it wasn't him?

The man approached her again and placed his hand over hers, being careful of the handcuffs that adorned them.

"Honey..."

She felt her body tremble in a mixture of relief and sadness. She could recognize that voice anywhere, and it sounded so real that it was impossible for her to be hallucinating.

She didn't have a chance to react when the man removed her blindfold and she could finally see him.

Niragi was in front of her, the real, flesh and blood one. She was so impressed that she wanted to touch him to check that she was not crazy. His face was full of sweat and his hair was disheveled, there was dried blood on his clothes and some drops were smeared on his cheeks. Niragi gave her a few minutes to process the image while holding her own emotions in her throat.

"Honey, finally... I was so worried" He broke the silence by letting the air escape from his lungs; relief flooded his features and he pulled her to him protectively. That's when she finally seemed to react and began to struggle to break free from his embrace with desperate cries.

"No! Don't touch me! Let go of me!"

Niragi loosened her grip with confusion crossing his face.

"Honey, what's wrong?"

She had never refused his touch and he didn't like that feeling. He was trying to control the anger that had begun to boil in the pit of his stomach: okay, he'd just gotten her back after weeks, he didn't want to be aggressive with her, but it definitely wasn't helping.

She hugged her knees and cowered in place with only the sound of her crying as an explanation for her attitude.

"Don't touch me... Not anymore... Please..."

Niragi's eyes opened wide as she began to understand. She was in shock and had mistaken him for one of her kidnappers. His chest shrunk in a feeling that made him feel weak.

"It's okay, it's me... Niragi. I'm here now, you're safe..."

She looked up at the sound of Niragi's name and stared at him for a few seconds until the tears in her eyes made it impossible for her to continue. Her posture seemed to relax and Niragi took it as a signal to approach cautiously. When he was at a close enough distance for her to recognize him, he opened his arms in anticipation of her approach.

The woman seemed to mull it over for a few moments before she began to crawl into Niragi's lap, stepping into his arms with palpable fear. Niragi began to embrace her slowly, giving her time to get used to it and allow contact. She grew tired of waiting and clung to his shirt, not caring about the sharp smell of blood wafting from him. She had missed him.

She had missed him so much.

And having him there felt unreal. She began to cry again, partly out of guilt for doubting him, and partly out of relief to be free of that hell at last. Niragi held her in his lap and began to make slow circles on her back to make her relax.

"It's over now, I'm here."

"I was so scared and-" her voice came out in a broken mewl that stabbed straight into Niragi's chest. "I thought you weren't coming..."

Niragi tensed his body-why wouldn't he go looking for her? It was his property after all. She was his responsibility. He wanted to tell her that he couldn't possibly leave her, wanted to scream at her that he was in monumental error, but he restrained himself. He realized that she was already broken enough without him coming along to ruin her further.

Instead, he stood up with her in his arms. "Let's get out of here, let's go home."

He felt her cling tighter to his body as he carried her to the car Hatter had lent him to leave.

When they finally arrived at The Beach, Niragi took her in his arms again and carried her to the hotel, crossing quickly between the hoards of people who looked at them with curiosity and surprise. When Niragi realized that she had been kidnapped, he spread the news like dust throughout the inhabitants of utopia, organizing search parties and threatening those who refused. That, of course, included Hatter. The man had simply decided to surrender and give him leeway to avoid conflict.

Niragi heard murmuring all around him and gave them a terrified look that silenced them. He advanced faster, feeling her nervous movements in his chest.

"Niragi." He heard Hatter's voice behind him and let out a growl.

"Easy sweetie, we'll be in the room in a moment." He whispered to her before turning around and facing Hatter with a grimace of displeasure on his face.

Hatter ignored the man's menacing aura and smiled with mock glee. "I see you succeeded, you found her!" he clapped his hands. "Is she all right? Look it only took you two weeks to hit on her, maybe if you had listened to Chishiya it would have been faster, don't you think?"

Niragi clenched his jaw. "Fuck off, Hatter. You and I both know that fucker's intentions weren't to find her, but to seek out more Gambling Arenas under that excuse."

Hatter's smile faltered. "The important thing is that she's here now, isn't she?" he looked Niragi up and down, wrinkling his nose. "Go take care of her or whatever, but I want you to stop by my Office to talk about the trouble you caused at The Beach," he turned around ready to return to his seats, where three half-naked women were waiting for him, but added, "That's an order, Niragi."

Niragi walked away from him quickly with his blood boiling with anger. If he stayed any longer he would be able to kill him, but he had to think of the frail woman he was carrying. He walked up to the room he had been assigned and closed the door behind him, making sure no one would disturb them. He laid the woman on the bed to find that she was already asleep. He thought about waking her up to at least change her tattered clothes, but she looked so tired he didn't have the will to do it. He wrapped her in the sheets and stroked her head lovingly.

How could they have done that to her, why to her? Guilt for not protecting her settled in him and he clenched his fists in indescribable annoyance. He searched the corners of the room for his rifle and headed for the door, but not before taking one last look at the woman sleeping in his bed. He made sure to padlock the door and ordered three of his men to guard the door and report any slightest trouble to him.

He needed to take his anger out on someone, and he had heard that many traitors were unleashed recently.

When she awoke, she found Niragi's heavy body beside her. He had apparently taken a bath, for his face was now bloodless and he was wearing different clothes. Niragi's arms were wrapped around her vehemently, as if she feared being snatched away. She rose carefully to disengage herself from his grip without waking him and when she succeeded she sat on the edge of the bed. She could feel pain climbing her bones. Her mind was foggy and she didn't remember the events of the previous day very well, she only knew she was in a safe place. She sighed before standing up and walked to the mirror next to the bed. The glass gave her back the image of a bruised body with torn clothes and a bruised face with traces of tears. New tears welled up and she realized she didn't even have the strength to mourn. The strength left her body and she collapsed to her knees on the floor, hugging herself.

The sound of the falling body woke Niragi, who jumped out of bed and began to frantically search the room for her. His gaze caught her in a corner on the floor and he approached cautiously.

"Honey, what's wrong?" he asked trying to deduce. His mind clicked quickly when he noticed how much she avoided looking at the mirror and he hurried to cover it with a sheet and then positioned himself next to her to hug her gently.

She shivered wildly as she feels Niragi's touch on her skin.

"GET AWAY FROM ME!"

Apparently she was still in a state of shock. She made herself small instead and her posture became defensive. She didn't want to be touched, what if Niragi did that to her too?

Niragi looked at her with one hand on his chest. His voice came out soft and shaky, as gentle as he could. "Honey, I'm not- I'm not that kind of man.... I wouldn't do it, you're safe with me.... "

That apparently only increased her panic, she covered her head with her hands and began slapping the sides of her face as a resource to focus. She wanted to stop remembering, she wanted to stop being afraid of him.

When Niragi saw the action, he lunged at her to grab her wrists as gently as he could to stop her.

"Don't do that, please... "

He embraced her slowly, fighting against her resistance.

"You didn't protect me."

Niragi could play he heard the sound of his heart being crushed inside his chest at that whisper. "W-what?" he asked, hoping, nay, imploring, to have misheard.

"You didn't keep your word-"

She sounded disappointed and hurt, as if every word she said generated pain. Niragi didn't understand why she was so afraid of him until he felt it. The pain. Her eyes, the teeth mark, the bruise on her neck, the torn clothes with finger prints and tears... Niragi stood still, in complete silence with a look of terror on his face as for the first time he became aware of her injuries.

He rubbed his eyes to dispel the small tears of rage on his eyelashes and pulled her close to him in desperation. He began to kiss her head to the rhythm of the choked cries she was releasing into his chest.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry really... I failed you, it's my fault..."

Niragi decided that the ground was too cold a place for her frailty and lifted her up in his arms. She, still uncomfortable that someone touched her, allowed him to lift her up. Niragi settled her on the bed carefully, not wanting to hurt her further. Niragi's embrace was enough for her to start saying everything that hurt her.

"I was so afraid-" Her voice cut off. "He caught me and I didn't know what to do-"

Niragi listened to her very carefully. "Honey, you can say it, you don't have to keep it by yourself. They're already gone, I took care of it, they won't hurt you again, I promise."

She hiccupped and wiped her nose before continuing.

"He grabbed my hair and started kissing my neck..." Niragi noticed how she had trouble breathing and contracted, as if she was living it all over again. "He started rubbing against me and I felt so-so dirty..."

Niragi was totally annoyed to hear this, his voice became very low, burning with anger.

"Did he...did he touch you anywhere?" His eyes flashed with a look that was a combination of anger, disgust and revenge.

She nodded her head slowly and took a deep breath before speaking.

"He-he touched me" Her sobs broke into screams and spasms ran through her body. She leaned her body more against Niragi in search of comfort.

Niragi's heart began to pound so hard he was afraid of breaking, his voice was quite low and soft, which was very rare for Niragi, as he was angry.

"Where did he touch you, honey?... I have to know where he made you feel so dirty..."

She bit her lip and pointed her body away from him with her gaze, as if she was ashamed to be herself. "He said it was my fault, that I brought it on myself-"

Niragi clenched his fists as he saw red. Curses and screams of rage came out of his mouth. He wanted to revive those fuckers and kill them again in the cruelest way possible for hurting his property, his innocent girl. Her body turned to jelly after each scream, showing how terrified she was of Niragi's wrath.

"He said you wouldn't go, that you had abandoned me with him- He said I didn't deserve to be saved and that you wouldn't help me..."

"Oh honey, I swear I never stopped looking for you, really forgive me, it was all my fault..... " Niragi snuggled her hard to his chest. "You're safe now, I won't let anyone hurt you or come near you, I'll take care of you."

She breathed to calm herself, lulled by Niragi's breathing. Her body still felt sore and dirty, so she decided to ask.

"C-can I take a bath?"

Niragi nodded still in the embrace and broke away from her to carry her towards the bathroom. He set her down on the bowl while he turns on the tub faucet to get the water warm. When the bathtub was filled, Niragi pulled out a bag of a green substance from a medical kit and poured it into the water. "It will help lessen the pain," he assured her. "Don't try to move around so much, you need to recover first."

She said nothing and when the tub was ready, she stared at the floor. Niragi didn't understand what was going on or why she hadn't gotten into the water or undressed, until she saw the bruises.

"Honey... You will suffer more if you don't go into the bath... Please... The warm water will ease the pain and help you relax... Don't worry, I'm here, no one will hurt you again."

She shook her head and pulled the clothes tighter over her body, considering whether to tell him what she thinks or not. In the end, she decided yes.

"I don't want you to see me like this" she whispered.

Niragi heard a white noise in his ears and an itch in his nose. "Oh, sweetie, don't worry about it, do you think I'll be ashamed of you? I don't care about your injuries, I just want you to recover, okay? Please go into the bathroom..."

She thought about it for a few minutes before resigning herself. She looked at Niragi with glazed eyes before she started to take off her clothes. Only a large shirt and shorts that came to mid-thigh covered her.

She carefully took off her shirt. She wore nothing underneath. When she was finally free of the rag, she turns around to turn her back to Niragi. She didn't want him to see her. She stopped when her hands reached the spring of the shorts. She began to sob. She felt so sorry for herself that her hands shook and she decided to wait to remove the lower part, where she is more hurt.

Niragi didn't know what to do, seeing her in that state broke his heart, he realized that she doesn't want to be seen, but seeing her with the last traces of her clothes, and her sobbing, the feeling of helplessness, pain, and frustration fell on Niragi.

"Can you...can you let me...help you?"

She bit her lip, trembling at the thought of a man touching her again but swallowed her fear.

"Yes" she murmured with a broken voice. She felt her skin bristle as Niragi approached. He placed his hand on the garment and waited for the signal to pull it down. He received a nod and he, contrary to the man, did it carefully and gently, afraid of hurting her. She looked up and turned her head back to see Niragi's expression. She felt her eyes fill with tears as she realized how he avoided looking at her.

She broke away from him in embarrassment and reached with her hand for the cloth she wore as a shirt a few moments ago. She covered herself with the cloth, there where she was hurt the most. She felt a lump in her throat and a doubt began to form in her mind, spitting it out before she could feel safe again.

"I disgust you?"

Niragi felt stunned by the question. What actions of his had made her believe that this was a possibility, at least?

"What the hell are you talking about, why would I disgust you? Stop thinking it's your fault, I would never say that about you, least of all for something you're not even guilty of."

She ducked her head and removed the cloth covering her bruised nakedness from Niragi, letting him see the real damage she had on her body. Niragi could see that she was spasming.

Her body was replete from head to toe with hideous, purple bruises. On her arms there were finger marks and on her neck as well. Reddening on her breasts and even small cuts on her abdomen. Niragi was afraid to look lower and find the worst part, but he took courage and clenched his fists as he looked down to her legs. Her thighs were bruised more than the rest of her body. There were purple finger marks between them, right where they joined. Niragi also saw that there was a bite mark on her right thigh. His heart wept as he noticed the dried blood between them, proof of the man's mistreatment of her.

"It hurts so much" she sobbed with her legs shaking.

Niragi, in a wrathful fury, but without harming her, did not let her go, but rather, took her carefully in his arms and sat her down in the tub which was already full. She lay still in the tub, feeling the water soothe her wounds. She stayed in the same position, hugging her body with what strength she had left, covering it from the pitiful look Niragi gave her. He pulled away a little to remove his shirt and she let out a frightened whimper when she saw him do so.

"What are you going to do?" she asked quietly. Niragi didn't answer and walked over to her, stopping on the edge of the tub next to her. Niragi took a sponge and filled it with soap trying to tell her that he took off his shirt so as not to get it wet. With the sponge, soap and warm water, he began to clean the bruises and all her wounds being as careful as possible not to keep hurting her and cause her more pain. He brought his hand up to her head and massaged it to relax it under his touch.

She dozed with Niragi's caress on her hair, realizing she was more tired than she wanted to admit. She let herself do it, letting Niragi go over her top with the sponge. Niragi was very careful to clean her chest so as not to make her uncomfortable. When her torso and arms were clean, Niragi began to work the sponge down toward her legs and the private space between them.

She became alert and forgot her tiredness when she felt the strange hand brush against her thigh. She started screaming with panic on her face.

"NO! LEAVE ME! DON'T TOUCH ME!" she began to move her hands aggressively and splash water all over the bathroom "NIRAGI! HELP ME PLEASE! I DON'T WANT IT TO HAPPEN AGAIN!"

She was in a trance, mentally going back to the moment of her abuse, not recognizing the place where she was or the man crying in front of her. Soon her energy plummeted and her cries were uttered in soft sobs. "Please... Please..."

Niragi, frightened, put down the sponge then bent over completely, and, with a great effort, lifted her by the waist and placed her over the edge of the tub, hugging her to soothe her in his arms. He did not separate until he saw that she could breathe again and gently, he covered her so that she was not naked.

She wrapped her arms around Niragi and squeezed him tightly. After a few minutes she seemed to react and slowly pulled away from him, avoiding looking him in the eyes.

"I'm sorry" her voice sounds hurt and deeply regretful. She doesn't know what she did, but she knows it's wrong and that it hurt Niragi. He strokes her head to comfort her.

"Honey, it's okay. Please...let me clean you...I want to heal you...I want to clean you from everything you suffered with that monster..."

She sat back down inside the tub and began to play with the water, trying to ignore the fact that she was going to be touched again. Niragi picked up the sponge again and put more soap on it. She held onto the edge of the tub to support her fear as Niragi gently took one of her legs and began to gently clean the blood from her. He repeated the action on the other leg and when he finished, he watched her eyes in anticipation of her permission to clean the space between her thighs.

Niragi's insides contracted at the sight of the blood, bruises and wounds that had

"I... please, please, can I... please clean you...?"

The woman watched him for a few seconds and complied, spreading her legs slightly. Niragi took a breath and she closed her eyes tightly so as not to see him approach, but she did not move. Niragi listened as she started humming a song to calm herself. Her lip's quivering, waiting for Niragi's touch.

When he finished cleaning her, she opened her eyes and began to play with the water silently, concentrating on the movement of the liquid inside the tub.

"I'm cold," she said after a few minutes.

Then she said nothing, too tired to speak. Niragi took the towel he had prepared earlier and wrapped her in it, leaving the bathroom carrying her in his arms. He laid her on the bed while he searched the drawers for a change of clothes for her. He hurried when he heard her sneeze.

Niragi helped her dress quickly. She barely and barely stayed awake. Niragi took a blanket and covered their bodies as he hugged her. She reciprocated the touch by leaning against his chest gently.

Niragi stayed around her as much as possible, covering her with the blanket to keep her warm during this difficult time for her, until she realized that she had fallen asleep, and, from one moment to the next, had fallen into a calm, serene and relaxed state. Niragi let the flicker of a smile show on his face as he concluded that it was her first peaceful night in a long time.

And he would see to it that he would bring her many more.

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hobbies/quirks in your relationships - !pre borderlands SUGURU NIRAGI, SHUNTAROU CHISHIYA, HIKARI KUINA

CW: mentions of arguments, intoxication, alcohol consumption

AN: hello to my new and old readers!! since a lot of ppl are reading my fics again since s2 came out here's a lil thingy to celebrate!. Niragi's portion was written for a multi-part fic, but i decided why not make it into a scenario thingy instead of another series i know i wont continue HAHAH, anyway that explains why its longer than chisiyas and kuinas, anwayy happy reading!

SUGURU NIRAGI - never talking about each other romantically unless tipsy enough.

You and Niragi were best friends in the ordinary world. After your office hours together you both often went out to drink or have late dinner together, talking about all the stresses your office jobs offered. Oftentimes, when one of you gets drunk enough, you or he would elaborate on the things you loved the most about the other.

Niragi would boast on and on about how kind and considerate you are, how admirable you are with even such a stressful job and a questionable workplace environment, you never gave up solely on the reason that you just couldn't leave your best friend behind (Possibly also because putting little easter eggs for each other in the games you created was fun. Especially when you see game theorists become mind-boggled on why ‘igarin’ and ‘n/y’ were always written in the corner of some wall in the game). He would talk about how elegant your features were even if it was so late to the point your eyes were fighting to not fall asleep. You on the other hand would disregard these ramblings while you helped him walk home since, knowing him, he would just fall asleep on the street while continuing to talk about you even if you just left him there. However, when you have taken one too many drinks, Niragi wouldn't hesitate to get closer to you just to protect you from the prying eyes and hands of the other men in the bar you both are in. You would just stare at him, simply stating that he was beautiful and that you were in love with him. Of course, he would just attempt to hide the red tint collecting on his face while the bartender present may or may not have given him a signal that you were telling the truth. Just like you, he would help you get home, this time having an arm around your waist to make sure no one tries anything with you. He would grab your keys from your pockets and help you get to bed. If in a certain occasion, have instantly fallen asleep, he would place a kiss on your forehead and sprint out of your home in embarrassment while he locked your door, and hid your keys in a potted plant for you to find in the morning.

SHUNTAROU CHISHIYA - always making lunch for each other

Med school isn't easy for anyone. Internships, tests, lessons, lectures, everything you both had to do always made the days blur together. Your relationship with the Cheshire was getting complicated. Meaningless and unsincere arguments visited and left, leaving you both with tired eyes and frustrated faces. Even with these ups and downs in your relationship, one thing never left and was never forgotten. Food!

With every evening spent restless, there would always be an afternoon after spent with each other, sharing and exchanging Bentos you made for each other the morning before. Though most lunches were spent with the both of you in silence, it was a type of silence where no words were needed since your minds spoke for themselves. Warm mutual understandings of forgiveness, even with no mellow apologies spoken, telepathic i-love-you’s exchanged, all topped off with you-mean-so-much-to-me glances after you both had finished.

The both of you were always tired of the multiple things you had to do, but on days where getting angry was also too tiring, Chishiya would always just let you speak your mind, not even listening to what you have to say since he himself has to fight just to re assure you that he was awake and present (white lies are never wrong in his book).

HIKARI KUINA - teenage-styled sleepovers

Being a high-end fashion designer, dating a casual apparel clerk was never what anyone thought you would end up being in the future, yet here you are with her, having green clay masks on your faces, wearing bathrobes after a ‘spa’ in your bathtub.

With the both of you on your king-sized bed, with snacks cluttering the side tables, and a telephone in the middle of the bed, there was only one thing left for the both of you to do: PRANK CALLLSSS. Though the both of you knew how immature this was, it never bothered the both of you much since it was a nice way to have fun and act as if the both of you were two girls in high school again. Be that as it may, the prank calling was always a 30-minute journey, with most ending with the receiver hanging up as soon as they registered an unfamiliar voice. The two of you always end up on top of one another, not in a sexual manner, but as if you both just want to gaze into each other’s eyes to enjoy the moment with each other.

As you sit on top of her lap, cupping both sides of her face, you lay soft kisses on her lips as she keeps her eyes on yours. Giggles echo around the room as the two of you enjoy the comfort and aura of each other. The fact that you both were at the stage where you are collectively comfortable with each other, was enough to send her to a feeling of bliss.

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